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1 Canst thou draw out the Crocodile with a fish-hook? Or, with a cord, canst thou fasten down his tongue? |
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2 Wilt thou put a rush-cord on his nose? or, with a thorn, wilt thou pierce his jaw? |
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3 Will he multiply unto thee supplications, or will he speak unto thee softly? |
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4 Will he solemnise a covenant with thee? Wilt thou take him for a life-long servant? |
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5 Wilt thou sport with him, as with a little bird? Or wilt thou bind him, for thy maidens? |
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6 Shall the companions bargain over him? or will they part him among the traders? |
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7 Wilt thou fill, with darts, his skin? or, with fish-spears, his head? |
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8 Lay thou upon him thy hand, remember the battle–no more! |
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9 Lo! any hope of him, hath been found deceptive, Even at the sight of him, shall not one be overwhelmed? |
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10 None so bold, that he will rouse him! Who then is he that, before me, can stand? |
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11 Who hath forestalled me, that I may repay him? Under all the heavens, mine it is!
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12 I will not pass by in silence his parts, or the matter of strength, or the grace of his armour. |
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13 Who hath removed his outer garment, through his double row of teeth, who would enter? |
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14 The doors of his face, who hath opened? The circles of his teeth, are a terror! |
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15 A pride, are his arched sides, closed up, with a firm seal; |
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16 One to another, they join, and, air, cannot enter between them; |
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17 Each to its fellow, they cleave, they grasp each other, and cannot be parted; |
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18 His sneezings, flash forth light, and, his eyes, are like the eyelashes of the dawn; |
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19 Out of his mouth, torches dart forth, sparks of fire, escape; |
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20 Out of his nostrils, proceedeth smoke, like a blown pot and rushes; |
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21 His breath, setteth coals ablaze, and, a flame, out of his mouth, proceedeth; |
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22 In his neck, lodgeth strength, and, before him, danceth dismay; |
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23 The dewlaps of his flesh, cleave together, hardened upon him, they cannot be moved; |
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24 His heart, is hardened like a stone, yea hardened, like the nether millstone; |
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25 At his rising up, mighty men are afraid, by reason of terror, they are beside themselves: |
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26 As for him that assaileth him, the sword availeth not, spear, dart, or coat of mail: |
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27 He counteth iron as broken straw, and bronze as rotten wood: |
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28 The arrow, will not make him flee, Into chaff, are sling-stones changed by him: |
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29 As a straw, is a club accounted, and he laugheth at the whir of the javelin; |
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30 His underparts, are points of potsherd, a pointed threshing roller spreadeth out upon the slime: |
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31 He causeth to boil, as a cauldron, the raging deep, the sea, he maketh like a brewing vessel: |
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32 After him, he lighteth up a path, one might think the resounding deep to be hoary! |
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33 There is not–upon the dust–his like, that hath been made to be without fear; |
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34 Every thing lofty, he beholdeth, he, is king over all ravenous beasts. |
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