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Old Testament
1 “Can you draw out Leviathan with a hook, Or snare his tongue with a line which you lower?
1 ΟΥΧ ἑώρακας αὐτόν, οὐδὲ ἐπὶ τοῖς λεγομένοις τεθαύμακας;
2 Can you put a reed through his nose, Or pierce his jaw with a hook?
2 οὐ δέδοικας ὅτι ἡτοίμασταί μοι; τίς γάρ ἐστιν ὁ ἐμοὶ ἀντιστάς;
3 Will he make many supplications to you? Will he speak softly to you?
3 ἢ τίς ἀντιστήσεταί μοι καὶ ὑπομενεῖ, εἰ πᾶσα ἡ ὑπ᾿ οὐρανὸν ἐμή ἐστιν;
4 Will he make a covenant with you? Will you take him as a servant forever?
4 οὐ σιωπήσομαι δι᾿ αὐτόν, καὶ λόγον δυνάμεως ἐλεήσει τὸν ἴσον αὐτῷ.
5 Will you play with him as with a bird, Or will you leash him for your maidens?
5 τίς ἀποκαλύψει πρόσωπον ἐνδύσεως αὐτοῦ, εἰς δὲ πτύξιν θώρακος αὐτοῦ τίς ἂν εἰσέλθοι;
6 Will your companions make a banquet of him? Will they apportion him among the merchants?
6 πύλας προσώπου αὐτοῦ τίς ἀνοίξει; κύκλῳ ὀδόντων αὐτοῦ φόβος.
7 Can you fill his skin with harpoons, Or his head with fishing spears?
7 τὰ ἔγκατα αὐτοῦ ἀσπίδες χάλκεαι, σύνδεσμος δὲ αὐτοῦ ὥσπερ σμυρίτης λίθος·
8 Lay your hand on him; Remember the battle— Never do it again!
8 εἷς τοῦ ἑνὸς κολλῶνται, πνεῦμα δὲ οὐ μὴ διέλθῃ αὐτόν·
9 Indeed, any hope of overcoming him is false; Shall one not be overwhelmed at the sight of him?
9 ἀνὴρ τῷ ἀδελφῷ αὐτοῦ προσκολληθήσεται, συνέχονται καὶ οὐ μὴ ἀποσπασθῶσιν.
10 No one is so fierce that he would dare stir him up. Who then is able to stand against Me?
10 ἐν πταρμῷ αὐτοῦ ἐπιφαύσκεται φέγγος, οἱ δὲ ὀφθαλμοὶ αὐτοῦ εἶδος Ἑωσφόρου.
11 Who has preceded Me, that I should pay him? Everything under heaven is Mine.
11 ἐκ στόματος αὐτοῦ ἐκπορεύονται ὡς λαμπάδες καιόμεναι καὶ διαρριπτοῦνται ὡς ἐσχάραι πυρός.
12 “I will not conceal his limbs, His mighty power, or his graceful proportions.
12 ἐκ μυκτήρων αὐτοῦ ἐκπορεύεται καπνὸς καμίνου καιομένης πυρὶ ἀνθράκων.
13 Who can remove his outer coat? Who can approach him with a double bridle?
13 ἡ ψυχὴ αὐτοῦ ἄνθρακες, φλὸξ δὲ ἐκ στόματος αὐτοῦ ἐκπορεύεται.
14 Who can open the doors of his face, With his terrible teeth all around?
14 ἐν δὲ τραχήλῳ αὐτοῦ αὐλίζεται δύναμις, ἔμπροσθεν αὐτοῦ τρέχει ἀπώλεια.
15 His rows of scales are his pride, Shut up tightly as with a seal;
15 σάρκες δὲ σώματος αὐτοῦ κεκόλληνται· καταχέει ἐπ᾿ αὐτόν, οὐ σαλευθήσεται.
16 One is so near another That no air can come between them;
16 ἡ καρδία αὐτοῦ πέπηγεν ὡς λίθος, ἕστηκε δὲ ὥσπερ ἄκμων ἀνήλατος.
17 They are joined one to another, They stick together and cannot be parted.
17 στραφέντος δὲ αὐτοῦ, φόβος θηρίοις τετράποσιν ἐπὶ γῆς ἁλλομένοις.
18 His sneezings flash forth light, And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
18 ἐὰν συναντήσωσιν αὐτῷ λόγχαι, οὐδὲν μὴ ποιήσωσι δόρυ καὶ θώρακα·
19 Out of his mouth go burning lights; Sparks of fire shoot out.
19 ἥγηται μὲν γὰρ σίδηρον ἄχυρα, χαλκὸν δὲ ὥσπερ ξύλον σαθρόν.
20 Smoke goes out of his nostrils, As from a boiling pot and burning rushes.
20 οὐ μὴ τρώσῃ αὐτὸν τόξον χάλκεον, ἥγηται μὲν πετροβόλον χόρτον·
21 His breath kindles coals, And a flame goes out of his mouth.
21 ὡς καλάμη ἐλογίσθησαν σφῦραι, καταγελᾷ δὲ σεισμοῦ πυρφόρου.
22 Strength dwells in his neck, And sorrow dances before him.
22 ἡ στρωμνὴ αὐτοῦ ὀβελίσκοι ὀξεῖς, πᾶς δὲ χρυσὸς θαλάσσης ὑπ᾿ αὐτὸν ὥσπερ πηλὸς ἀμύθητος.
23 The folds of his flesh are joined together; They are firm on him and cannot be moved.
23 ἀναζεῖ τὴν ἄβυσσον ὥσπερ χαλκεῖον, ἥγηται δὲ τὴν θάλασσαν ὥσπερ ἐξάλειπτρον,
24 His heart is as hard as stone, Even as hard as the lower millstone.
24 τὸν δὲ τάρταρον τῆς ἀβύσσου ὥσπερ αἰχμάλωτον· ἐλογίσατο ἄβυσσον εἰς περίπατον.
25 When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid; Because of his crashings they are beside themselves.
25 οὐκ ἔστιν οὐδὲν ἐπὶ τῆς γῆς ὅμοιον αὐτῷ πεποιημένον ἐγκαταπαίζεσθαι ὑπὸ τῶν ἀγγέλων μου·
26 Though the sword reaches him, it cannot avail; Nor does spear, dart, or javelin.
26 πᾶν ὑψηλὸν ὁρᾷ, αὐτὸς δὲ βασιλεὺς πάντων τῶν ἐν τοῖς ὕδασιν.
27 He regards iron as straw, And bronze as rotten wood.
28 The arrow cannot make him flee; Slingstones become like stubble to him.
29 Darts are regarded as straw; He laughs at the threat of javelins.
30 His undersides are like sharp potsherds; He spreads pointed marks in the mire.
31 He makes the deep boil like a pot; He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
32 He leaves a shining wake behind him; One would think the deep had white hair.
33 On earth there is nothing like him, Which is made without fear.
34 He beholds every high thing; He is king over all the children of pride.”
NKJV translation