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Job
Chapter
41
{Chapter
40:6 through Chapter 41: God's Illustration}
{RBT
says this is an Illustration of the Crocodile/Leviathan}
1``Can
you draw out a leviathan with a fishhook?
Can you press down his tongue by a rope?
2``Can you put a ring through his nose {?} . . .
or pierce his jaw with a barb?
3``Will he plead with you at length?
Will he speak soft words to you?
4``Will he make an agreement/covenant with you {?} . . .
to be taken as your lifelong slave?
5``Will you play with him like a bird {?} . . .
and tie him down for your girls/maidens?
6``Shall traders traffic in him?
Will he be divided up among the merchants?
7``Can you fill his skin with darts {?} . . .
or his head with fish-spears?
8``Lay a hand on him . . .
and you will think of battle no more.
9``See any hope of {capturing} him is in vain.
One is prostrated by the very sight of him.
10``There is no one so fierce as to rouse him . . .
who then can stand up to Me {God}?
11~~ Who has a claim against Me, that I should repay him?
Everything under the entire heaven belongs to Me {God's}!
{Note: Translation is from the Roman series. Paul quotes the principal of this verse in Romans 11:35.}
12``I {God} will not be silent concerning him . . .
or praise his martial exploits.
13``Who can uncover his {the crocodile's} outer garment?
Who can penetrate the folds of his Jowls?
14``Who can pry open the doors of his face?
His bared teeth strike terror.
15``His protective scales are his pride . . .
locked with a binding seal.
16``One scale touches another . . .
not even a breath can enter between them.
17``Each clings to each other . . .
they are interlocked so they can not be parted.
18``His sneezings flash lightening . . .
and his eyes are like the glimmerings of dawn.
19``Firebrands stream out of his mouth . . .
fiery sparks escape.
20``Out of his nostrils comes smoke . . .
as out of a seething pot or boiling caldron.
21``His breath ignites coals . . .
flames blaze from his mouth.
22``Strength resides in his neck . . .
power leaps before him.
23``The layers of his flesh stick together . . .
he is as though cast hard . . .
he does not totter.
24``His heart is cast hard as a stone . . .
hard as the nether millstone.
25``The mighty are in dread as he rears up . . .
as he crashes down . . . they cringe.
26``No sword that overtakes him can prevail . . .
nor spear . . . nor missile/dart . . . nor lance.
27``He regards iron as straw . . .
bronze as rotted wood.
28``No arrow can put him to flight . . .
sling-stones turn into stubble for him.
29``Missiles/Darts are counted as stubble.
He scoffs at the quivering javelin/spear.
30``His under-part is jagged shards . . .
it spreads a threshing-sledge on the mud.
31``He makes the depths seethe like a cauldron . . .
he makes the sea {boil} like an ointment-pot.
32``His wake is a luminous path . . .
he makes the deep seem white-haired.
33``There is no one on land who can dominate him . . .
made as he is without fear.
34``He sees all that is haughty . . .
he is king over all 'the sons of pride'."
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