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