40:15 “Look now at Behemoth,
it eats grass like the ox.
40:16 Look
and its power in the muscles of its belly.
40:17 It makes its tail stiff
the sinews of its thighs are tightly wound.
40:18 Its bones are tubes of bronze,
its limbs like bars of iron.
40:19 It ranks first among the works of God,
the One who made it
has furnished it with a sword.
40:20 For the hills bring it food,
where all the wild animals play.
40:21 Under the lotus trees it lies,
in the secrecy of the reeds and the marsh.
40:22 The lotus trees conceal it in their
the poplars by the stream conceal it.
40:23 If the river rages,
it is secure,
should surge up to its mouth.
40:24 Can anyone catch it by its eyes,
or pierce its nose with a snare?
41:1 (40:25)
and tie down
41:2 Can you put a cord through its nose,
or pierce its jaw with a hook?
41:3 Will it make numerous supplications to you,
will it speak to you with tender words?
41:4 Will it make a pact
so you could take it
41:5 Can you play
or tie it on a leash
41:6 Will partners
Will they divide it up
41:7 Can you fill its hide with harpoons
or its head with fishing spears?
41:8 If you lay your hand on it,
you will remember
and you will never do it again!
41:9 (41:1)
he is laid low even at the sight of it.
41:10 Is it not fierce
Who is he, then, who can stand before it?
41:11 (Who has confronted
Everything under heaven belongs to me!)
41:12 I will not keep silent about its limbs,
and the extent of its might,
and the grace of its arrangement.
41:13 Who can uncover its outer covering?
Who can penetrate to the inside of its armor?
41:14 Who can open the doors of its mouth?
Its teeth all around are fearsome.
41:15 Its back
shut up closely
41:16 each one is so close to the next
that no air can come between them.
41:17 They lock tightly together, one to the next;
they cling together and cannot be separated.
41:18 Its snorting throws out flashes of light;
its eyes are like the red glow
41:19 Out of its mouth go flames,
sparks of fire shoot forth!
41:20 Smoke streams from its nostrils
as from a boiling pot over burning
41:21 Its breath sets coals ablaze
and a flame shoots from its mouth.
41:22 Strength lodges in its neck,
and despair
41:23 The folds
they are firm on it, immovable.
41:24 Its heart
hard as a lower millstone.
41:25 When it rises up, the mighty are terrified,
at its thrashing about they withdraw.
41:26 Whoever strikes it with a sword
will have no effect,
nor with the spear, arrow, or dart.