|Job 41 |
1 Can you draw out the crocodile with a hook? Or can you catch his tongue with a cord that you let down?
2 Can you put a hook into his nose? Or bore his jaw through with a thorn?
3 Will he make many supplications to you? Will he speak soft words to you?
4 Will he make a covenant with you for you to take him as a servant forever?
5 Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your maidens' pet?
6 Shall your companions make a banquet of him? Shall they divide him up among the merchants?
7 Can you fill his skin with barbed irons? Or his head with fish spears?
8 Lay your hand upon him, and you will remember the battle, and do it no more.
9 Behold, the hope of his opponent is in vain; shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
10 No one is so fierce that he dares stir him up; who then is able to stand before me?
11 Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Whatever is under the whole heaven is mine.
12 I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
13 Who can discover the face of his garment? Or who can come to him with his double bridle?
14 Who can open the doors of his face? His teeth are terrible all around.
15 His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
16 One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
17 They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they cannot be parted.
18 By his sneezings forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19 Out of his mouth go burning torches, and sparks of fire leap out.
20 Out of his nostrils goes smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.
21 His breath kindles coals, and a flame goes out of his mouth.
22 In his neck remains strength, and sorrow dances before him.
23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together; they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
24 His heart is as firm as a stone; Yes, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
25 When he raises up himself, the mighty are afraid; because of his crashing they purify themselves.
26 The sword of him who strikes at him cannot hold; neither the spear, the dart, nor the coat of mail.
27 He esteems iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
28 The arrow cannot make him flee; sling stones are like stubble to him.
29 Arrows are also counted as stubble; he laughs at the shaking of a spear.
30 Sharp stones are under him; he spreads sharp pointed things upon the mire.
31 He makes the deep boil like a pot; he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
32 He makes a path shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
33 Upon earth there is not one like him, who is made without fear.
34 He beholds all high things; he is a king over all the children of pride.1"
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1 So the crocodile is king of pride and terror of all the animals, and the animal pattern for all prideful men. The crocodile represents the spirit of Satan in all men. George Fox wrote: "the Lord showed me that the natures of those things which were destructive in the outside world were also within in the hearts and minds of evil men: the natures of dogs, swine, vipers, of Sodom, and Egypt, Pharaoh, Cain, Ishmael, Esau, etc. The natures of these I saw within, though people had been looking without. "
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