[40:6] Then the Lord answered Job out of the whirlwind and said:
[40:7] “Dress for action like a man; I will question you, and you make it known to me.
[40:8] Will you even put me in the wrong? Will you condemn me that you may be in the right?
[40:9] Have you an arm like God, and can you thunder with a voice like his?
[40:10] “Adorn yourself with majesty and dignity; clothe yourself with glory and splendor.
[40:11] Pour out the overflowings of your anger, and look on everyone who is proud and abase him.
[40:12] Look on everyone who is proud and bring him low and tread down the wicked where they stand.
[40:13] Hide them all in the dust together; bind their faces in the world below.
[40:14] Then will I also acknowledge to you that your own right hand can save you.
[40:15] “Behold, Behemoth, which I made as I made you; he eats grass like an ox.
[40:16] Behold, his strength in his loins, and his power in the muscles of his belly.
[40:17] He makes his tail stiff like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are knit together.
[40:18] His bones are tubes of bronze, his limbs like bars of iron.
[40:19] “He is the first of the works of God; let him who made him bring near his sword!
[40:20] For the mountains yield food for him where all the wild beasts play.
[40:21] Under the lotus plants he lies, in the shelter of the reeds and in the marsh.
[40:22] For his shade the lotus trees cover him; the willows of the brook surround him.
[40:23] Behold, if the river is turbulent he is not frightened; he is confident though Jordan rushes against his mouth.
[40:24] Can one take him by his eyes, or pierce his nose with a snare?
[41:1] “Can you draw out Leviathan with a fishhook or press down his tongue with a cord?
[41:2] Can you put a rope in his nose or pierce his jaw with a hook?
[41:3] Will he make many pleas to you? Will he speak to you soft words?
[41:4] Will he make a covenant with you to take him for your servant forever?
[41:5] Will you play with him as with a bird, or will you put him on a leash for your girls?
[41:6] Will traders bargain over him? Will they divide him up among the merchants?
[41:7] Can you fill his skin with harpoons or his head with fishing spears?
[41:8] Lay your hands on him; remember the battle—you will not do it again!
[41:9] Behold, the hope of a man is false; he is laid low even at the sight of him.
[41:10] No one is so fierce that he dares to stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?
[41:11] Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
[41:12] “I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, or his mighty strength, or his goodly frame.
[41:13] Who can strip off his outer garment? Who would come near him with a bridle?
[41:14] Who can open the doors of his face? Around his teeth is terror.
[41:15] His back is made of rows of shields, shut up closely as with a seal.
[41:16] One is so near to another that no air can come between them.
[41:17] They are joined one to another; they clasp each other and cannot be separated.
[41:18] His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn.
[41:19] Out of his mouth go flaming torches; sparks of fire leap forth.
[41:20] Out of his nostrils comes forth smoke, as from a boiling pot and burning rushes.
[41:21] His breath kindles coals, and a flame comes forth from his mouth.
[41:22] In his neck abides strength, and terror dances before him.
[41:23] The folds of his flesh stick together, firmly cast on him and immovable.
[41:24] His heart is hard as a stone, hard as the lower millstone.
[41:25] When he raises himself up the mighty are afraid; at the crashing they are beside themselves.
[41:26] Though the sword reaches him, it does not avail, nor the spear, the dart, or the javelin.
[41:27] He counts iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.
[41:28] The arrow cannot make him flee; for him sling stones are turned to stubble.
[41:29] Clubs are counted as stubble; he laughs at the rattle of javelins.
[41:30] His underparts are like sharp potsherds; he spreads himself like a threshing sledge on the mire.
[41:31] He makes the deep boil like a pot; he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
[41:32] Behind him he leaves a shining wake; one would think the deep to be white-haired.
[41:33] On earth there is not his like, a creature without fear.
[41:34] He sees everything that is high; he is king over all the sons of pride.”