¹“Can you draw out Leviathan Leviathan is a name for a crocodile or similar creature. with a fishhook, or 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?

²Can you put a rope into his nose, or pierce his jaw through with a hook?

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

³Will he make many petitions to you, or will he speak soft words to you?

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

⁴Will he make a covenant with you, that you should take him for a servant forever?

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

⁵Will you play with him as with a bird? Or will you bind him for your girls?

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

⁶Will traders barter for him? Will they part him among the merchants?

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

⁷Can you fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears?

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

⁸Lay your hand on him. Remember the battle, and do so no more.

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

⁹Behold, the hope of him is in vain. Won’t one be cast down even at the sight of him?

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

¹⁰None is so fierce that he dare stir him up. Who then is he who can stand before me?

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

¹¹Who has first given to me, that I should repay him? Everything under the heavens is mine.

¹¹Z jeho úst vychádzajú fakle; uletujú ohnivé iskry.

¹²“I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame.

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

¹³Who can strip off his outer garment? Who shall come within his jaws?

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

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

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

¹⁵Strong scales are his pride, shut up together 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 one to another. They stick together, so that they can’t be pulled apart.

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

¹⁸His sneezing flashes out light. 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 burning torches. Sparks of fire leap forth.

¹⁹Považuje železo za slamu, za hnilé drevo meď.

²⁰Out of his nostrils a smoke goes, as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.

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

²¹His breath kindles coals. A flame goes forth from his mouth.

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

²²There is strength in his neck. Terror dances 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 firm on him. They can’t be moved.

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

²⁴His heart is as firm as a stone, yes, firm as the lower millstone.

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

²⁵When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.

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

²⁶If one attacks him with the sword, it can’t prevail; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.

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

²⁷He counts iron as straw; and brass as rotten wood.

²⁸The arrow can’t make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.

²⁹Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.

³⁰His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.

³¹He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.

³²He makes a path shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.

³³On earth there is not his equal, that is made without fear.

³⁴He sees everything that is high. He is king over all the sons of pride.”