NIV > Antigo Testamento > Jó > Capítulo 41
1 - "Can you pull in Leviathan with a fishhook or tie down its tongue with a rope?
2 - Can you put a cord through its nose or pierce its jaw with a hook?
3 - Will it keep begging you for mercy? Will it speak to you with gentle words?
4 - Will it make an agreement with you for you to take it as your slave for life?
5 - Can you make a pet of it like a bird or put it on a leash for the young women in your house?
6 - Will traders barter for it? Will they divide it up among the merchants?
7 - Can you fill its hide with harpoons or its head with fishing spears?
8 - If you lay a hand on it, you will remember the struggle and never do it again!
9 - Any hope of subduing it is false; the mere sight of it is overpowering.
10 - No one is fierce enough to rouse it. 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 Leviathan's limbs, its strength and its graceful form.
13 - Who can strip off its outer coat? Who can penetrate its double coat of armor
14 - Who dares open the doors of its mouth, ringed about with fearsome teeth?
15 - Its back has
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 - Its snorting throws out flashes of light; its eyes are like the rays of dawn.
19 - Flames stream from its mouth; sparks of fire shoot out.
20 - Smoke pours from its nostrils as from a boiling pot over burning reeds.
21 - Its breath sets coals ablaze, and flames dart from its mouth.
22 - Strength resides in its neck; dismay goes before it.
23 - The folds of its flesh are tightly joined; they are firm and immovable.
24 - Its chest is hard as rock, hard as a lower millstone.
25 - When it rises up, the mighty are terrified; they retreat before its thrashing.
26 - The sword that reaches it has no effect, nor does the spear or the dart or the javelin.
27 - Iron it treats like straw and bronze like rotten wood.
28 - Arrows do not make it flee; slingstones are like chaff to it.
29 - A club seems to it but a piece of straw; it laughs at the rattling of the lance.
30 - Its undersides are jagged potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
31 - It makes the depths churn like a boiling caldron and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment.
32 - It leaves a glistening wake behind it; one would think the deep had white hair.
33 - Nothing on earth is its equal - a creature without fear.
34 - It looks down on all that are haughty; it is king over all that are proud."