(40:20) Canst thou drawe out Liuiathan with an hooke, and with a line which thou shalt cast downe vnto his tongue?

(40:21) Canst thou cast an hooke into his nose? canst thou perce his iawes with an angle?

(40:22) Will he make many prayers vnto thee, or speake thee faire?

(40:23) Will hee make a couenant with thee? and wilt thou take him as a seruant for euer?

(40:24) Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bynd him for thy maydes?

(40:25) Shall the companions baket with him? shal they deuide him among the marchants?

(40:26) Canst thou fill the basket with his skinne? or the fishpanier with his head?

(40:27) Lay thine hand vpon him: remember the battel, and do no more so.

(40:28) Behold, his hope is in vaine: for shal not one perish euen at the sight of him?

(41:1) None is so fearce that dare stirre him vp. Who is he then that can stand before me?

(41:2) Who hath preuented mee that I shoulde make an ende? Al vnder heauen is mine.

(41:3) I will not keepe silence concerning his partes, nor his power nor his comely proportion.

(41:4) Who can discouer the face of his garmet? or who shall come to him with a double bridle?

(41:5) Who shall open the doores of his face? his teeth are fearefull ronnd about.

(41:6) The maiestie of his scales is like strog shields, and are sure sealed.

(41:7) One is set to another, that no winde can come betweene them.

(41:8) One is ioyned to another: they sticke together, that they cannot be sundered.

(41:9) His niesings make the light to shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.

(41:10) Out of his mouth go lampes, and sparkes of fire leape out.

(41:11) Out of his nostrels commeth out smoke, as out of a boyling pot or caldron.

(41:12) His breath maketh the coales burne: for a flame goeth out of his mouth.

(41:13) In his necke remayneth strength, & labour is reiected before his face.

(41:14) The members of his bodie are ioyned: they are strong in themselues, and cannot be mooued.

(41:15) His heart is as strong as a stone, & as hard as the nether milstone.

(41:16) The mightie are afrayd of his maiestie, and for feare they faint in themselues.

(41:17) When the sword doeth touch him, he will not rise vp, nor for the speare, dart nor habergeon.

(41:18) He esteemeth yron as strawe, and brasse as rotten wood.

(41:19) The archer canot make him flee: ye stones of the sling are turned into stubble vnto him:

(41:20) The dartes are counted as strawe: and hee laugheth at the shaking of the speare.

(41:21) Sharpe stones are vnder him, and he spreadeth sharpe things vpon the myre.

(41:22) He maketh the depth to boyle like a pot, and maketh the sea like a pot of oyntment.

(41:23) He maketh a path to shine after him: one would thinke the depth as an hoare head.

(41:24) In the earth there is none like him: hee is made without feare.

(41:25) He beholdeth al hie things: he is a King ouer all the children of pride.