¹Wilt thou draw out the leviathan with the hook, and press down his tongue with a cord?

¹Vaata, niisugune lootuski on petlik: kas teda nähes juba ei olda pikali?

²Wilt thou put a rush-rope into his nose, and pierce his jaw with a spike?

²Ükski ei ole nõnda julge, et teda ärritada. Ja kes suudaks siis püsida minu ees?

³Will he make many supplications unto thee? or will he speak softly unto thee?

³Kes on esmalt andnud mulle, et peaksin tasuma? Kõik, mis on taeva all, on minu oma.

⁴Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him as a bondman for ever?

⁴Ma ei taha vaikida tema liikmeist, ta vägitegude asjast ning ta oleku ilust.

⁵Wilt thou play with him as with a bird, and wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?

⁵Kes paljastaks tema ta pealmisest kattest? Kes tungiks tema kahekordse soomuse vahele?

⁶Shall partners make traffic of him, will they divide him among merchants?

⁶Kes avaks tema silmnäo väravad? Ta hambad ajavad hirmu peale.

⁷Wilt thou fill his skin with darts, and his head with fish-spears?

⁷Ta selg on kilpide rida, tihedalt pitseriga suletud:

⁸Lay thy hand upon him; remember the battle, -- do no more!

⁸üks on teisele nõnda ligi, et tuul ei pääse läbi nende vahelt.

⁹Lo, hope as to him is belied: is not one cast down even at the sight of him?

⁹Need on liibunud üksteise külge, seisavad koos ja neid ei saa lahutada.

¹⁰None is so bold as to stir him up; and who is he that will stand before me?

¹⁰Tema aevastustest välgub valgust ja ta silmad on nagu koidupuna kiired.

¹¹Who hath first given to me, that I should repay [him]? [Whatsoever is] under the whole heaven is mine.

¹¹Tema suust käivad otsekui põlevad tõrvikud, kargavad välja tulesädemed.

¹²I will not be silent as to his parts, the story of his power, and the beauty of his structure.

¹²Tema sõõrmeist tuleb välja suits nagu potist, mille all põlevad kõrkjad.

¹³Who can uncover the surface of his garment? who can come within his double jaws?

¹³Tema hingeõhk süütab söed ja tema suust tuleb välja leek.

¹⁴Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror.

¹⁴Tema turjal asub tugevus ja tema ees kargab kartus.

¹⁵The rows of his shields are a pride, shut up together [as with] a close seal.

¹⁵Tema lihav vats on otsekui valatud ta külge, liikumatult paigal.

¹⁶One is so near to another that no air can come between them;

¹⁶Tema süda on kõva nagu kivi, otse alumise veskikivi kõvadune.

¹⁷They are joined each to its fellow; they stick together, and cannot be sundered.

¹⁷Kui ta tõuseb, siis kohkuvad vägevadki, tema murdmise tõttu on nad nagu arust ära.

¹⁸His sneezings flash light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.

¹⁸Kui teda tabab mõõk, siis see ei pea vastu, samuti mitte piik, viskoda ega nool.

¹⁹Out of his mouth go forth flames; sparks of fire leap out:

¹⁹Ta peab rauda õleks ja vaske pehkinud puuks.

²⁰Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a boiling pot and cauldron.

²⁰Nool ei aja teda põgenema, lingukivid muutuvad tema vastu kõrteks.

²¹His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.

²¹Vemblad on temale nagu kõrred ja ta naerab oda vihinat.

²²In his neck lodgeth strength, and terror danceth before him.

²²Tal on kõhu all otsekui teravad kivikillud, ta hüpleb nagu pahmavanker mööda muda.

²³The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are fused upon him, they cannot be moved.

²³Ta paneb sügavuse keema nagu paja, teeb mere salvipoti sarnaseks.

²⁴His heart is firm as a stone, yea, firm as the nether [millstone].

²⁴Enese järel ta jätab läikiva raja, sügavus näib olevat otsekui raugajuuksed.

²⁵When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid: they are beside themselves with consternation.

²⁵Ei ole maa peal tema sarnast, ta on kartmatuks loodud.

²⁶If any reach him with a sword, it cannot hold; neither spear, nor dart, nor harpoon.

²⁶Kõik, mis kõrge on, kardab teda, tema on kõigi uhkete loomade kuningas.'

²⁷He esteemeth iron as straw, bronze as rotten wood.

²⁸The arrow will not make him flee; slingstones are turned with him into stubble.

²⁹Clubs are counted as stubble; he laugheth at the shaking of a javelin.

³⁰His under parts are sharp potsherds: he spreadeth a threshing-sledge upon the mire.

³¹He maketh the deep to boil like a pot; he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment;

³²He maketh the path to shine after him: one would think the deep to be hoary.

³³Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.

³⁴He beholdeth all high things; he is king over all the proud beasts.