### Noah Webster Bible

Job 40

## The Book of Job

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| # Chapter 41
| Canst thou draw out leviathan with a hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down?
| Canst thou put a hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn?
| Will he make many supplications to thee? will he speak soft words to thee?
| Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever?
| Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?
| Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants.
| Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears?
| Lay thy hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more.
| Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
| None is so fierce that he dare rouse him: who then is able to stand before me?
| Who hath first benefited me, that I should repay him? whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
| I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
| Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle?
| Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible around.
| His scales are his pride, shut together as with a close seal.
| One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
| They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
| His sneezings flash light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
| Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire dart forth.
| Out of his nostrils issueth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.
| His breath kindleth coals, and a flame issueth from his mouth.
| In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
| The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
| His heart is as firm as a stone; yes, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
| When he raiseth himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
| The sword of him that attacketh him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.
| He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
| The arrow cannot make him flee: sling-stones are turned with him into stubble.
| Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
| Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
| He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
| He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
| Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
| He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.

Job 42

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