Job

¹ or tie down his tongue with a rope?

² or pierce his jaw with a hook?

³ Will he speak to you with gentle words?

⁴ for you to take him as your slave for life?

⁵ or put him on a leash for your girls?

⁶ Will they divide him up among the merchants?

⁷ or his head with fishing spears?

⁸ you will remember the struggle and never do it again!

⁹ the mere sight of him is overpowering.

¹⁰ Who then is able to stand against me?

¹¹ Everything under heaven belongs to me.

¹² his strength and his graceful form.

¹³ Who would approach him with a bridle?

¹⁴ ringed about with his fearsome teeth?

¹⁵ tightly sealed together;

¹⁶ that no air can pass between.

¹⁷ they cling together and cannot be parted.

¹⁸ his eyes are like the rays of dawn.

¹⁹ sparks of fire shoot out.

²⁰ as from a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.

²¹ and flames dart from his mouth.

²² dismay goes before him.

²³ they are firm and immovable.

²⁴ hard as a lower millstone.

²⁵ they retreat before his thrashing.

²⁶ nor does the spear or the dart or the javelin.

²⁷ and bronze like rotten wood.

²⁸ slingstones are like chaff to him.

²⁹ he laughs at the rattling of the lance.

³⁰ leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.

³¹ and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment.

³² one would think the deep had white hair.

³³ a creature without fear.

³⁴ he is king over all that are proud.”