Read Bible Book Of Job Chapter 41 In Online
1 - "Can You Pull In The Leviathan With A Fishhook Or Tie Down His Tongue With A Rope?
2 - Can You Put A Cord Through His Nose Or Pierce His Jaw With A Hook?
3 - Will He Keep Begging You For Mercy? Will He Speak To You With Gentle Words?
4 - Will He Make An Agreement With You For You To Take Him As Your Slave For Life?
5 - Can You Make A Pet Of Him Like A Bird Or Put Him On A Leash For Your Girls?
6 - Will Traders Barter For Him? Will They Divide Him Up Among The Merchants?
7 - Can You Fill His Hide With Harpoons Or His Head With Fishing Spears?
8 - If You Lay A Hand On Him, You Will Remember The Struggle And Never Do It Again!
9 - Any Hope Of Subduing Him Is False; The Mere Sight Of Him Is Overpowering.
10 - No One Is Fierce Enough To Rouse Him. Who Then Is Able To Stand Against Me?
11 - Who Has A Claim Against Me That I Must Pay? Everything Under Heaven Belongs To Me.
12 - "I Will Not Fail To Speak Of His Limbs, His Strength And His Graceful Form.
13 - Who Can Strip Off His Outer Coat? Who Would Approach Him With A Bridle?
14 - Who Dares Open The Doors Of His Mouth, Ringed About With His Fearsome Teeth?
15 - His Back Has Rows Of Shields Tightly Sealed Together;
16 - Each Is So Close To The Next That No Air Can Pass Between.
17 - They Are Joined Fast To One Another; They Cling Together And Cannot Be Parted.
18 - His Snorting Throws Out Flashes Of Light; His Eyes Are Like The Rays Of Dawn.
19 - Firebrands Stream From His Mouth; Sparks Of Fire Shoot Out.
20 - Smoke Pours From His Nostrils As From A Boiling Pot Over A Fire Of Reeds.
21 - His Breath Sets Coals Ablaze, And Flames Dart From His Mouth.
22 - Strength Resides In His Neck; Dismay Goes Before Him.
23 - The Folds Of His Flesh Are Tightly Joined; They Are Firm And Immovable.
24 - His Chest Is Hard As Rock, Hard As A Lower Millstone.
25 - When He Rises Up, The Mighty Are Terrified; They Retreat Before His Thrashing.
26 - The Sword That Reaches Him Has No Effect, Nor Does The Spear Or The Dart Or The Javelin.
27 - Iron He Treats Like Straw And Bronze Like Rotten Wood.
28 - Arrows Do Not Make Him Flee; Slingstones Are Like Chaff To Him.
29 - A Club Seems To Him But A Piece Of Straw; He Laughs At The Rattling Of The Lance.
30 - His Undersides Are Jagged Potsherds, Leaving A Trail In The Mud Like A Threshing Sledge.
31 - He Makes The Depths Churn Like A Boiling Caldron And Stirs Up The Sea Like A Pot Of Ointment.
32 - Behind Him He Leaves A Glistening Wake; One Would Think The Deep Had White Hair.
33 - Nothing On Earth Is His Equal- A Creature Without Fear.
34 - He Looks Down On All That Are Haughty; He Is King Over All That Are Proud."
