Verse 28
Job 41:28
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Its underparts are covered with points as sharp as broken pots; when it drags itself through the mud it leaves marks like a threshing sledge.
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Chapter 41 Context
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“Can you pull out Leviathan with a hook? Can you tie its mouth shut?
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Can you thread a rope through its nose? Can you pass a hook through its jaw?
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Will it beg you to let it go? Or will it talk softly to you?
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Will it make a contract with you? Will it agree to be your slave forever?
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Will you play with it like a pet bird? Will you put it on a leash for your girls?
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Will your trading partners decide on a price for him, and divide him up among the merchants?
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Can you pierce his skin with many harpoons, its head with fishing spears?
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If you were to grab hold of it, imagine the battle you would have! You wouldn't do that again!
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Any hope to capture it is foolish. Anyone who tries is thrown to the ground.
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Since no one has the courage to provoke Leviathan, who would dare to stand up against me?
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Who has confronted me with any claim that I should repay? Everything under heaven belongs to me.
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Let me tell you about Leviathan: its powerful legs and graceful proportions.
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Who can remove its hide? Who can penetrate its double coat of armor?
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Who can open its jaws? Its teeth are terrifying!
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Its pride is its rows of scales, closed tightly together.
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Each scale attaches to the next; they lock together and nothing can penetrate them.
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When it sneezes light shines out. Its eyes are like the rising sun.
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Flames pour from its mouth, sparks of fire shoot out.
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Smoke comes from its nostrils, like steam from a kettle on a fire made of reeds.
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Its neck is powerful, and all who face him shake with terror.
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Its body is dense and solid, as if it is made from cast metal.
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Its heart is rock-hard, like a millstone.
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When it rises, even the powerful are terrified; they retreat as it thrashes about.
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Swords just bounce off it, as do spears, darts, and javelins.
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It brushes aside iron like straw, and bronze like rotten wood.
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Arrows cannot make it run away; stones from slingshots are like pieces of stubble.
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Clubs are also treated like stubble; it laughs at the sound made by flying spears.
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Its underparts are covered with points as sharp as broken pots; when it drags itself through the mud...
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It churns up the sea like water in a boiling pot, like a steaming bowl when ointment is mixed.
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There is nothing on earth like it: a creature that has no fear.
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It looks down on all other creatures. It is the proudest of all.”
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