“ The dead tremble, Those under the waters and those inhabiting them.

在大水和水族以下的阴魂战兢。

在大水和水族以下，阴魂战兢。

在大水和水族以下，阴魂战兢。

“阴魂和水族在水底战抖，

阴魂和在水中居住的，都在水下痛苦不堪。

在大水和水族以下的陰魂戰兢。

在大水和水族以下，陰魂戰兢。

在大水和水族以下，陰魂戰兢。

「陰魂和水族在水底戰抖，

陰魂和在水中居住的，都在水下痛苦不堪。

『地下陰魂都震慄戰兢，水和住水中的族類也都恐怖驚慌。

在大水及水族之下、幽魂戰慄、

九泉之下、幽冥之眾、俱畏上帝。

地下陰靈戰慄於天主前、大水與其中萬物亦如此、

“ The dead are in deep anguish, those beneath the waters and all that live in them.

“ The spirits of the dead are suffering greatly. So are those that are under the waters. And so are all those that live in them.

The dead tremble under the waters and their inhabitants.

“ The dead tremble— those who live beneath the waters.

The departed spirits tremble beneath the waters and all that inhabit them.

“ The departed spirits are made to tremble Under the waters and their inhabitants.

They that are deceased tremble Beneath the waters and the inhabitants thereof.

The departed spirits tremble beneath the waters and all that inhabit them.

Dead[ things] are formed from under the waters, and the inhabitants thereof.

“ The dead tremble– those beneath the waters and all that live in them.

“ The departed spirits tremble, those beneath the waters and all that live in them.

Will You work wonders for the dead? Shall the dead arise and praise You? Selah

There were giants on the earth in those days, and also afterward, when the sons of God came in to the daughters of men and they bore children to them. Those were the mighty men who were of old, men of renown.

Speak, and say,‘ Thus says the Lord God:“ Behold, I am against you, O Pharaoh king of Egypt, O great monster who lies in the midst of his rivers, Who has said,‘ My River is my own; I have made it for myself.’But I will put hooks in your jaws, And cause the fish of your rivers to stick to your scales; I will bring you up out of the midst of your rivers, And all the fish in your rivers will stick to your scales.I will leave you in the wilderness, You and all the fish of your rivers; You shall fall on the open field; You shall not be picked up or gathered. I have given you as food To the beasts of the field And to the birds of the heavens.

“ Can you draw out Leviathan with a hook, Or snare his tongue with a line which you lower?Can you put a reed through his nose, Or pierce his jaw with a hook?Will he make many supplications to you? Will he speak softly to you?Will he make a covenant with you? Will you take him as a servant forever?Will you play with him as with a bird, Or will you leash him for your maidens?Will your companions make a banquet of him? Will they apportion him among the merchants?Can you fill his skin with harpoons, Or his head with fishing spears?Lay your hand on him; Remember the battle— Never do it again!Indeed, any hope of overcoming him is false; Shall one not be overwhelmed at the sight of him?No one is so fierce that he would dare stir him up. Who then is able to stand against Me?Who has preceded Me, that I should pay him? Everything under heaven is Mine.“ I will not conceal his limbs, His mighty power, or his graceful proportions.Who can remove his outer coat? Who can approach him with a double bridle?Who can open the doors of his face, With his terrible teeth all around?His rows of scales are his pride, Shut up tightly as with a seal;One is so near another That no air can come between them;They are joined one to another, They stick together and cannot be parted.His sneezings flash forth light, And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.Out of his mouth go burning lights; Sparks of fire shoot out.Smoke goes out of his nostrils, As from a boiling pot and burning rushes.His breath kindles coals, And a flame goes out of his mouth.Strength dwells in his neck, And sorrow dances before him.The folds of his flesh are joined together; They are firm on him and cannot be moved.His heart is as hard as stone, Even as hard as the lower millstone.When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid; Because of his crashings they are beside themselves.Though the sword reaches him, it cannot avail; Nor does spear, dart, or javelin.He regards iron as straw, And bronze as rotten wood.The arrow cannot make him flee; Slingstones become like stubble to him.Darts are regarded as straw; He laughs at the threat of javelins.His undersides are like sharp potsherds; He spreads pointed marks in the mire.He makes the deep boil like a pot; He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.He leaves a shining wake behind him; One would think the deep had white hair.On earth there is nothing like him, Which is made without fear.He beholds every high thing; He is king over all the children of pride.”

This great and wide sea, In which are innumerable teeming things, Living things both small and great.There the ships sail about; There is that Leviathan Which You have made to play there.