Job 41:1-24

41¹ He is so cruel that no one is ready to go against him. Who then is able to keep his place before me? ² Who ever went against me, and got the better of me? There is no one under heaven! ³ I will not keep quiet about the parts of his body, or about his power, and the strength of his frame. ⁴ Who has ever taken off his outer skin? who may come inside his inner coat of iron? ⁵ Who has made open the doors of his face? Fear is round about his teeth. ⁶ His back is made of lines of plates, joined tight together, one against the other, like a stamp. ⁷ One is so near to the other that no air may come between them. ⁸ They take a grip of one another; they are joined together, so that they may not be parted. ⁹ His sneezings give out flames, and his eyes are like the eyes of the dawn. ¹⁰ Out of his mouth go burning lights, and flames of fire are jumping up.

¹¹ Smoke comes out of his nose, like a pot boiling on the fire. ¹² His breath puts fire to coals, and a flame goes out of his mouth. ¹³ Strength is in his neck, and fear goes dancing before him. ¹⁴ The plates of his flesh are joined together, fixed, and not to be moved. ¹⁵ His heart is as strong as a stone, hard as the lower crushing-stone. ¹⁶ When he gets ready for the fight, the strong are overcome with fear. ¹⁷ The sword may come near him but is not able to go through him; the spear, or the arrow, or the sharp-pointed iron. ¹⁸ Iron is to him as dry grass, and brass as soft wood. ¹⁹ The arrow is not able to put him to flight: stones are no more to him than dry stems. ²⁰ A thick stick is no better than a leaf of grass, and he makes sport of the onrush of the spear. ²¹ Under him are sharp edges of broken pots: as if he was pulling a grain-crushing instrument over the wet earth. ²² The deep is boiling like a pot of spices, and the sea like a perfume-vessel. ²³ After him his way is shining, so that the deep seems white. ²⁴ On earth there is not another like him, who is made without fear.