the birds in the sky, the fish in the sea and everything that moves through the currents of the seas.

空中的鸟、海里的鱼及其他水族。

空中的飞鸟、海里的鱼，和海里游行的水族。

天空的鸟、海里的鱼，以及所有游在海中之路的。

空中的鳥、海裡的魚及其他水族。

空中的飛鳥、海裡的魚，和海裡游行的水族。

空中的鳥和海裏的魚，凡經行海道的，都服於他腳下。

天空的鳥、海裡的魚，以及所有游在海中之路的。

天上飛鳥、水中潛鱗、凡游泳於海者兮、

飛鳥潛鱗、海中百物、無不歸其統轄。

空中鳥、海中魚、並游泳於海中之百物、

空中有飛鳥。地上有牛羊。

the birds in the sky, and the fish in the sea, all that swim the paths of the seas.

They rule over the birds in the sky and over the fish in the ocean. They rule over everything that swims in the oceans.

the birds of the heavens, and the fish of the sea, whatever passes along the paths of the seas.

the birds in the sky, the fish in the sea, and everything that swims the ocean currents.

the birds of the sky, and the fish of the sea that pass through the currents of the seas.

The birds of the sky, and the fish of the sea, Whatever passes through the paths of the seas.

The birds of the air, And the fish of the sea That pass through the paths of the seas.

The birds of the heavens, and the fish of the sea, Whatsoever passeth through the paths of the seas.

the birds of the sky, and the fish of the sea that pass through the currents of the seas.

The fowl of the air, and the fish of the sea,[ and whatsoever] passeth through the paths of the seas.

the birds of the sky, the fish of the sea, and whatever passes through the paths of the seas.

God said,“ Let the water swarm with swarms of living creatures and let birds fly above the earth across the expanse of the sky.”God created the great sea creatures and every living and moving thing with which the water swarmed, according to their kinds, and every winged bird according to its kind. God saw that it was good.God blessed them and said,“ Be fruitful and multiply and fill the water in the seas, and let the birds multiply on the earth.”There was evening, and there was morning, a fifth day.God said,“ Let the land produce living creatures according to their kinds: cattle, creeping things, and wild animals, each according to its kind.” It was so.God made the wild animals according to their kinds, the cattle according to their kinds, and all the creatures that creep along the ground according to their kinds. God saw that it was good.

you animals and all you cattle, you creeping things and birds,

“ Do you hunt prey for the lioness, and satisfy the appetite of the lions,when they crouch in their dens, when they wait in ambush in the thicket?Who prepares prey for the raven, when its young cry out to God and wander about for lack of food?“ Are you acquainted with the way the mountain goats give birth? Do you watch as the wild deer give birth to their young?Do you count the months they must fulfill, and do you know the time they give birth?They crouch, they bear their young, they bring forth the offspring they have carried.Their young grow strong, and grow up in the open; they go off, and do not return to them.Who let the wild donkey go free? Who released the bonds of the donkey,to whom I appointed the steppe for its home, the salt wastes as its dwelling place?It scorns the tumult in the town; it does not hear the shouts of a driver.It ranges the hills as its pasture, and searches after every green plant.Is the wild ox willing to be your servant? Will it spend the night at your feeding trough?Can you bind the wild ox to a furrow with its rope, will it till the valleys, following after you?Will you rely on it because its strength is great? Will you commit your labor to it?Can you count on it to bring in your grain, and gather the grain to your threshing floor?“ The wings of the ostrich flap with joy, but are they the pinions and plumage of a stork?For she leaves her eggs on the ground, and lets them be warmed on the soil.She forgets that a foot might crush them, or that a wild animal might trample them.She is harsh with her young, as if they were not hers; she is unconcerned about the uselessness of her labor.For God deprived her of wisdom, and did not impart understanding to her.But as soon as she springs up, she laughs at the horse and its rider.“ Do you give the horse its strength? Do you clothe its neck with a mane?Do you make it leap like a locust? Its proud neighing is terrifying!It paws the ground in the valley, exulting mightily, it goes out to meet the weapons.It laughs at fear and is not dismayed; it does not shy away from the sword.On it the quiver rattles; the lance and javelin flash.In excitement and impatience it consumes the ground; it cannot stand still when the trumpet is blown.At the sound of the trumpet, it says,‘ Aha!’ And from a distance it catches the scent of battle, the thunderous shouting of commanders, and the battle cries.“ Is it by your understanding that the hawk soars, and spreads its wings toward the south?Is it at your command that the eagle soars, and builds its nest on high?It lives on a rock and spends the night there, on a rocky crag and a fortress.From there it spots its prey, its eyes gaze intently from a distance.And its young ones devour the blood, and where the dead carcasses are, there it is.”

“ Look now at Behemoth, which I made as I made you; it eats grass like the ox.Look at its strength in its loins, and its power in the muscles of its belly.It makes its tail stiff like a cedar, the sinews of its thighs are tightly wound.Its bones are tubes of bronze, its limbs like bars of iron.It ranks first among the works of God, the One who made it has furnished it with a sword.For the hills bring it food, where all the wild animals play.Under the lotus trees it lies, in the secrecy of the reeds and the marsh.The lotus trees conceal it in their shadow; the poplars by the stream conceal it.If the river rages, it is not disturbed, it is secure, though the Jordan should surge up to its mouth.Can anyone catch it by its eyes, or pierce its nose with a snare?( 40: 25)“ Can you pull in Leviathan with a hook, and tie down its tongue with a rope?Can you put a cord through its nose, or pierce its jaw with a hook?Will it make numerous supplications to you, will it speak to you with tender words?Will it make a pact with you, so you could take it as your slave for life?Can you play with it, like a bird, or tie it on a leash for your girls?Will partners bargain for it? Will they divide it up among the merchants?Can you fill its hide with harpoons or its head with fishing spears?If you lay your hand on it, you will remember the fight, and you will never do it again!( 41: 1) See, his expectation is wrong, he is laid low even at the sight of it.Is it not fierce when it is awakened? Who is he, then, who can stand before it?( Who has confronted me that I should repay? Everything under heaven belongs to me!)I will not keep silent about its limbs, and the extent of its might, and the grace of its arrangement.Who can uncover its outer covering? Who can penetrate to the inside of its armor?Who can open the doors of its mouth? Its teeth all around are fearsome.Its back has rows of shields, shut up closely together as with a seal;each one is so close to the next that no air can come between them.They lock tightly together, one to the next; they cling together and cannot be separated.Its snorting throws out flashes of light; its eyes are like the red glow of dawn.Out of its mouth go flames, sparks of fire shoot forth!Smoke streams from its nostrils as from a boiling pot over burning rushes.Its breath sets coals ablaze and a flame shoots from its mouth.Strength lodges in its neck, and despair runs before it.The folds of its flesh are tightly joined; they are firm on it, immovable.Its heart is hard as rock, hard as a lower millstone.When it rises up, the mighty are terrified, at its thrashing about they withdraw.Whoever strikes it with a sword will have no effect, nor with the spear, arrow, or dart.It regards iron as straw and bronze as rotten wood.Arrows do not make it flee; slingstones become like chaff to it.A club is counted as a piece of straw; it laughs at the rattling of the lance.Its underparts are the sharp points of potsherds, it leaves its mark in the mud like a threshing sledge.It makes the deep boil like a cauldron and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment,It leaves a glistening wake behind it; one would think the deep had a head of white hair.The likes of it is not on earth, a creature without fear.It looks on every haughty being; it is king over all that are proud.”