God’s Word
For Everyday Life

“Can you draw out Leviathan with a fish hook,

Can you put a rope into his nose,

Will he make many petitions to you,

Will he make a covenant with you,

Will you play with him as with a bird?

Will traders barter for him?

Can you fill his skin with barbed irons,

Lay your hand on him.

Behold, the hope of him is in vain.

None is so fierce that he dare stir him up.

Who has first given to me, that I should repay him?

“I will not keep silence concerning his limbs,

Who can strip off his outer garment?

Who can open the doors of his face?

Strong scales are his pride,

One is so near to another,

They are joined to one another.

His sneezing flashes out light.

Out of his mouth go burning torches.

Out of his nostrils a smoke goes,

His breath kindles coals.

There is strength in his neck.

The flakes of his flesh are joined together.

His heart is as firm as a stone,

When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid.

If one attacks him with the sword, it can’t prevail;

He counts iron as straw,

The arrow can’t make him flee.

Clubs are counted as stubble.

His undersides are like sharp potsherds,

He makes the deep to boil like a pot.

He makes a path shine after him.

On earth there is not his equal,

He sees everything that is high.