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¹ Canst thou draw out Leuiathan with an hooke? or his tongue with a corde which thou lettest downe? ² Canst thou put an hooke into his nose? or bore his iawe through with a thorne? ³ Will he make many supplications vnto thee? will he speake soft words vnto thee? ⁴ Will he make a couenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a seruant for euer? ⁵ Wilt thou play with him as with a birde? wilt thou binde him for thy maydens? ⁶ Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants? ⁷ Canst thou fill his skinne with barbed irons? or his head with fishspeares? ⁸ Lay thine hand vpon him, remember the battell: doe no more. ⁹ Behold, the hope of him is in vaine: shall not one be cast downe euen at the sight of him? ¹⁰ None is so fierce that dare stirre him vp: who then is able to stand before me?

¹¹ Who hath preuented me that I should repay him? whatsoeuer is vnder the whole heauen, is mine. ¹² I will not conceale his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion. ¹³ Who can discouer the face of his garment? or who can come to him, with his double bridle? ¹⁴ Who can open the doores of his face? his teeth are terrible round about. ¹⁵ His scales are his pride, shut vp together as with a close seale. ¹⁶ One is so neere to another, that no ayre can come betweene them. ¹⁷ They are ioyned one to another, they sticke together, that they cannot be sundred. ¹⁸ By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the eye-liddes of the morning. ¹⁹ Out of his mouth goe burning lampes, and sparkes of fire leape out. ²⁰ Out of his nostrels goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron. ²¹ His breath kindleth coales, and a flame goeth out of his mouth. ²² In his necke remaineth strength, and sorrowe is turned into ioy before him. ²³ The flakes of his flesh are ioyned together: they are firme in themselues, they cannot be moued. ²⁴ His heart is as firme as a stone, yea as hard as a peece of the nether mil-stone. ²⁵ When he rayseth vp himselfe, the mightie are afraid: by reason of breakings they purifie themselues. ²⁶ The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the speare, the dart, nor the habergeon. ²⁷ He esteemeth iron as straw, and brasse as rotten wood. ²⁸ The arrow cannot make him flee: sling-stones are turned with him into stubble. ²⁹ Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a speare. ³⁰ Sharpe stones are vnder him: he spreadeth sharpe pointed things vpon the mire. ³¹ He maketh the deepe to boyle like a pot: hee maketh the sea like a pot of oyntment. ³² Hee maketh a path to shine after him; one would thinke the deepe to bee hoarie. ³³ Upon earth there is not his like: who is made without feare. ³⁴ He beholdeth all high things: he is a king ouer all the children of pride.