1Canst thou draw out the crocodile with a fishhook? or cause his tongue to sink into the batted rope? 2Canst thou put a reed through his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn? 3Will he address many supplications unto thee? or will he speak submissively unto thee? 4Will he make a covenant with thee? that thou couldst take him as a servant for ever? 5Canst thou play with him as with a bird? and tie him up for thy maidens? 6Can companions waylay him? can they divide him among merchants? 7Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? and pierce with a fish–spear his head? 8Lay thy hand upon him; think of the battle: thou wilt never do it again. 9Behold, his expectation was deceived: even at his mere sight is he cast down. 10None is so daring that he would stir him up: and who is there that will stand up before me? 11Who hath shown me favor, that I should repay him! whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.–– 12I will not conceal the account of his limbs, nor the relation of his might, nor the grace of his proportion. 13Who hath ever laid open the front of his garment? or who can penetrate into his double row of teeth? 14Who hath opened the doors of his face? all round about his teeth abideth terror. 15What pride is there in his strong shields; he is locked up as with a close seal. 16One is joined to another; and no breath can come between them. 17They are fitted closely one to another: they are interlocked, that they cannot be severed. 18From his sneezing there beameth forth a light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning–dawn. 19Out of his mouth issue burning torches, sparks of fire escape therefrom. 20Out of his nostrils cometh forth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron. 21His breath kindleth coals, and a flame cometh out of his mouth. 22In his neck abideth strength, and before him danceth terror joyfully. 23The flakes of his flesh are fitted closely together: they are as molten metal on him, immovable. 24His heart is firm like a stone: yea, as firm as the nether millstone. 25At his lifting himself up the mighty are terrified: the waves also are lessened. 26If one overtake him with the sword, it cannot hold; nor the spear, the dart, and armor. 27He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood. 28The child of the bow cannot make him flee: into stubble are slingstones changed unto him. 29Clubs are esteemed as stubble, and he laugheth at the whirring of the lance. 30Beneath him are sharp–pointed potsherds, he spreadeth out, as it were, a threshing–roller upon the mire. 31He causeth the deep to boil like a pot: he rendereth the sea like an apothecary’s mixture. 32Behind him he causeth his pathway to shine, so that men esteem the deep to be hoary. 33There is none upon earth that ruleth over him, who is made to be without dread. 34He looketh upon all that is high: he is the king over all the ravenous beasts.