Job 41

1Mahuhuli mo ba ang buwaya ng isang bingwit? O mailalabas mo ba ang kaniyang dila ng isang panali? 2Makapaglalagay ka ba ng tali sa kaniyang ilong? O makabubutas sa kaniyang panga ng isang taga ng bingwit? 3Mamamanhik ba siya ng marami sa iyo? O magsasalita ba siya ng mga malumanay na salita sa iyo? 4Makikipagtipan ba siya sa iyo, upang ariin mo siyang alipin magpakailan man? 5Makikipaglaro ka ba sa kaniya na gaya sa isang ibon? O iyong tatalian ba siya para sa iyong mga dalaga? 6Makakalakal ba siya ng mga pulutong ng mangingisda? Mababahagi ba siya nila sa mga mangangalakal? 7Mahihiwa mo ba ang kaniyang balat ng sundang na bakal, o ang kaniyang ulo ng panaksak ng isda? 8Ipatong mo ang iyong kamay sa kaniya; alalahanin mo ang pagbabaka at huwag mo nang gawin. 9Narito, ang pagasa riyan ay walang kabuluhan: hindi ba malulugmok ang sinoman makita lamang yaon? 10Walang malakas na makapangahas kumilos niyaon: sino ngang makatatayo sa harap ko? 11Sinong naunang nagbigay sa akin upang aking bayaran siya? Anomang nasa silong ng buong langit ay akin. 12Hindi ako tatahimik tungkol sa kaniyang mga sangkap ng katawan, ni sa kaniya mang dakilang kapangyarihan, ni sa kaniya mang mainam na hugis. 13Sinong makapaglilitaw na karayagan ng kaniyang mga damit? Sinong makalalapit sa kaniyang magkasaping pangil? 14Sinong makapagbubukas ng mga pinto ng kaniyang mukha? Sa palibot ng kaniyang ngipin ay kakilabutan. 15Ang kaniyang mga matibay na palikpik ay kaniyang kapalaluan, nangagkakadikit na maigi na gaya sa isang tatak na mahigpit. 16Nagkakadikit sa isa't isa, na ang hangin ay hindi makaraan sa pagitan sa mga yaon. 17Sila'y nagkakasugpongan sa isa't isa; Nagkakalakip na magkasama, na hindi maihihiwalay. 18Ang kanilang mga bahin ay kumikislap ng apoy, at ang kanilang mga mata ay gaya ng mga bukang liwayway kung umaga. 19Mula sa kaniyang bibig ay lumalabas ang nagliliyab na sulo, at mga alipatong apoy ay nagsisilabas. 20Mula sa kaniyang mga butas ng ilong ay lumalabas ang usok, na gaya ng isang kumukulong talyasi at nagniningas na mga talahib. 21Ang kaniyang hinga ay nagpapaningas ng mga baga, at isang alab ay lumalabas sa kaniyang bibig. 22Sa kaniyang leeg ay tumitira ang kalakasan, at ang kakilabutan ay sumasayaw sa harap niya. 23Ang mga kaliskis ng kaniyang laman ay nangagkakadikitan; nangagtutumibay sa kaniya; hindi magagalaw. 24Ang kaniyang puso ay matatag na gaya ng isang bato; Oo, matatag na gaya ng batong pangibaba ng gilingan. 25Pagka siya'y tumitindig ay natatakot ang makapangyarihan: dahil sa pagkagulat ay nangalilito sila. 26Kung siya'y tagain ninoman ng tabak ay hindi tumatalab; ni ng sibat man, ng pana, ni ng matalas na tulis man. 27Kaniyang ipinalalagay ang bakal na parang dayami, at ang tanso na parang lapok na kahoy. 28Hindi niya mapatakas ng palaso: ang mga batong panghilagpos ay nagiging sa kaniya'y parang pinagputulan ng trigo. 29Ang mga panakbat ay nangapapalagay na parang pinagputulan ng trigo: kaniyang tinatawanan ang galaw ng sibat. 30Ang kaniyang mga sangkap sa ibaba ay gaya ng mga matulis na bibinga: lumalaganap na tila saksak sa banlik. 31Kaniyang pinagpapakuluan ang kalaliman na parang palyok: kaniyang ginagawa ang dagat na parang pamahid. 32Kaniyang pinasisilang ang landas sa likuran niya; aakalain ng sinoman na mauban ang kalaliman. 33Sa ibabaw ng lupa ay walang gaya niya, na likhang walang takot. 34Kaniyang minamasdan ang bawa't mataas na bagay: siya'y hari sa lahat ng mga anak na palalo.

1“Can you draw out Leviathan with a fish hook, or press down his tongue with a cord? 2Can you put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook? 3Will he make many petitions to you, or will he speak soft words to you? 4Will he make a covenant with you, that you should take him for a servant forever? 5Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your girls? 6Will traders barter for him? Will they part him among the merchants? 7Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears? 8Lay your hand on him. Remember the battle, and do so no more. 9Behold, the hope of him is in vain. Won’t one be cast down even at the sight of him? 10None is so fierce that he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me? 11Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Everything under the heavens is mine. 12“I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame. 13Who can strip off his outer garment? Who shall come within his jaws? 14Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror. 15Strong scales are his pride, shut up together with a close seal. 16One is so near to another, that no air can come between them. 17They are joined one to another. They stick together, so that they can’t be pulled apart. 18His sneezing flashes out light. His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning. 19Out of his mouth go burning torches. Sparks of fire leap out. 20Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds. 21His breath kindles coals. A flame goes out of his mouth. 22There is strength in his neck. Terror dances before him. 23The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm on him. They can’t be moved. 24His heart is as firm as a stone, yes, firm as the lower millstone. 25When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing. 26If one attacks him with the sword, it can’t prevail; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft. 27He counts iron as straw; and brass as rotten wood. 28The arrow can’t make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him. 29Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin. 30His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge. 31He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment. 32He makes a path shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair. 33On earth there is not his equal, that is made without fear. 34He sees everything that is high. He is king over all the sons of pride.”

1Zult gij den Leviathan met den angel trekken, of zijn tong met een koord, dat gij laat nederzinken? 2Zult gij hem een bieze in den neus leggen, of met een doorn zijn kaak doorboren? 3Zal hij aan u veel smekingen maken? Zal hij zachtjes tot u spreken? 4Zal hij een verbond met u maken? Zult gij hem aannemen tot een eeuwigen slaaf? 5Zult gij met hem spelen gelijk met een vogeltje, of zult gij hem binden voor uw jonge dochters? 6Zullen de metgezellen over hem een maaltijd bereiden? Zullen zij hem delen onder de kooplieden? 7Zult gij zijn huis met haken vullen, of met een visserskrauwel zijn hoofd? 8Leg uw hand op hem, gedenk des strijds, doe het niet meer. 9Zie, zijn hoop zal feilen; zal hij ook voor zijn gezicht nedergeslagen worden? 10Niemand is zo koen, dat hij hem opwekken zou; wie is dan hij, die zich voor Mijn aangezicht stellen zou? 11Wie heeft Mij voorgekomen, dat Ik hem zou vergelden? Wat onder den gansen hemel is, is het Mijne. 12Ik zal zijn leden niet verzwijgen, noch het verhaal zijner sterkte, noch de bevalligheid zijner gestaltenis. 13Wie zou het opperste zijns kleeds ontdekken? Wie zou met zijn dubbelen breidel hem aankomen? 14Wie zou de deuren zijns aangezichts opendoen? Rondom zijn tanden is verschrikking. 15Zeer uitnemend zijn zijn sterke schilden, elkeen gesloten als met een nauwdrukkend zegel. 16Het een is zo na aan het andere, dat de wind daar niet kan tussen komen. 17Zij kleven aan elkander, zij vatten zich samen, dat zij zich niet scheiden. 18Elk een zijner niezingen doet een licht schijnen; en zijn ogen zijn als de oogleden des dageraads. 19Uit zijn mond gaan fakkelen, vurige vonken raken er uit. 20Uit zijn neusgaten komt rook voort, als uit een ziedenden pot en ruimen ketel. 21Zijn adem zou kolen doen vlammen, en een vlam komt uit zijn mond voort. 22In zijn hals herbergt de sterkte; voor hem springt zelfs de droefheid van vreugde op. 23De stukken van zijn vlees kleven samen; elkeen is vast in hem, het wordt niet bewogen. 24Zijn hart is vast gelijk een steen; ja, vast gelijk een deel van den ondersten molensteen. 25Van zijn verheffen schromen de sterken; om zijner doorbrekingen wille ontzondigen zij zich. 26Raakt hem iemand met het zwaard, dat zal niet bestaan, spies, schicht noch pantsier. 27Hij acht het ijzer voor stro, en het staal voor verrot hout. 28De pijl zal hem niet doen vlieden, de slingerstenen worden hem in stoppelen veranderd. 29De werpstenen worden van hem geacht als stoppelen, en hij belacht de drilling der lans. 30Onder hem zijn scherpe scherven; hij spreidt zich op het puntachtige, als op slijk. 31Hij doet de diepte zieden gelijk een pot; hij stelt de zee als een apothekerskokerij. 32Achter zich verlicht hij het pad; men zou den afgrond voor grijzigheid houden. 33Op de aarde is niets met hem te vergelijken, die gemaakt is om zonder schrik te wezen. 34Hij aanziet alles, wat hoog is, hij is een koning over alle jonge hoogmoedige dieren.