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

¹Hľa, nádej človeka na neho je klamná. Alebo či sa dokonca už i na jeho pohľad rúti na zem?

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

²Nikto nie je taký smelý, ani len aby ho zobudil. A kde kto potom sa postaví predo mnou?!

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

³Kto ma kedy predišiel voľačím, aby som odplatil? Čokoľvek je pod všetkými nebesami, je moje.

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

⁴Nebudem mlčať o jeho údoch o sile a kráse jeho ustrojenia.

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

⁵Kto odkryje povrch jeho rúcha? S dvojitou svojou úzdou kto pristúpi?

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

⁶Kto otvorí vráta jeho tvári? Okolo jeho zubov je strach.

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

⁷Pýchou ryhy jeho štítov; každý je privrený jako tesná pečať.

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

⁸Jeden prilieha k druhému tak, že vzduch nevojde medzi ne.

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

⁹Každý ľne pevne k druhému; držia sa spolu a neodstávajú od seba.

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

¹⁰Jeho kýchanie žiari svetlom a jeho oči sú jako riasy rannej zory.

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

¹¹Z jeho úst vychádzajú fakle; uletujú ohnivé iskry.

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

¹²Z jeho chriapov vychádza dym; je to jako vrúci kotol a horiaca sitina.

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

¹³Jeho dych rozpaľuje uhlie, a plameň vychádza z jeho úst.

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

¹⁴V jeho šiji prebýva sila, a pred ním výskoky uteká strach.

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

¹⁵Kusy jeho mäsa pevne sa držia. Všetko je na ňom ako uliate, ani sa nepohne.

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

¹⁶Jeho srdce je uliate jako z kameňa, a je uliate, pevné jako spodný žernov.

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

¹⁷Jeho dvihnutia sa boja i najsilnejší; zlyhajú od zdrtenia.

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

¹⁸Keby ho niekto dostihol mečom, jeho meč neostojí, ani kopija ani strela ani pancier.

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

¹⁹Považuje železo za slamu, za hnilé drevo meď.

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

²⁰Strela z luku ho nepohne na útek; kamene z praku sa mu obrátia na plevy.

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

²¹Kyjak považuje za suché steblo; smeje sa šramotu kopije.

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

²²Pod ním je ostrie črepu; stelie hrot, ako čo by to bolo na blato.

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

²³Pôsobí, aby vrela hlbina jako hrniec; robí more nádobou strojenej masti.

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

²⁴Za ním svieti draha; považuje priepasť za bezvládne šediny.

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

²⁵Nie je mu podobného na zemi; ktorý by bol učinený tak, bez strachu.

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

²⁶Smele pozrie na čokoľvek vysoké; je kráľom nad všetkými šelmami.

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.