What does Job Chapter 41 say, and which statements belong to its speaker?

As indicated in the chapter summary, the divine discourse presents a further description of the leviathan. The Lord establishes His sovereign supremacy, asking who can resist His countenance, and declaring that no one has given anything to God first to place Him under an obligation of repayment, since all things under heaven belong entirely to Him. The speaker says He will not stir him up like one cruel and will not spare him or his mighty words framed for supplication.

In the Lord’s speech, the Lord examines the creature's formidable exterior: who can uncover the outer garment of his hide, or enter into the midst of his jaws? Who can open the doors of his face, ringed by terrifying rows of teeth? His body is armored like molten shields, composed of hard scales pressed so tightly together that not even a breath of air can pass between them. They cling to one another and remain locked in an inseparable union. His sneezing flashes with the brilliance of fire, and his eyes radiate light like the eyelids of the morning. Burning torches and fiery lamps leap from his mouth, while smoke billows from his nostrils like steam rising from a heated, boiling cauldron. His breath can ignite glowing coals, and a living flame shoots forth from his mouth.

In the Lord’s speech, strength shall dwell within his neck, and want goes before his face. The members of his flesh cleave together; the passage says he shall send lightnings against him and they shall not be carried to another place. His heart is as unyielding as solid rock, as hard and durable as a blacksmith's anvil. When he rears himself up, even the mighty and valiant—designated as angels in the text and explained by the Challoner annotation as the Hebrew Elim—are overcome with terror and seek purification in their fear.

In the Lord’s speech, the description says a sword laid at him cannot hold, nor can a spear or breastplate. He regards iron as brittle straw and bronze as rotten wood. Arrows shot from bows cannot put him to flight, slingstones are like stubble and so is the hammer; he laughs in derision at the brandishing of spears. The beams of the sun shall be under him and he shall strew gold under him like mire. The separate note says he does not value sunbeams and gold is as mire to him. He churns the ocean depths until the sea boils like an apothecary's pot of ointment, leaving behind a glowing, foaming wake that makes the abyss appear hoary with age, as the separate froth annotation explains.

In the Lord’s speech, the Lord concludes by declaring that there is no power upon earth comparable to him, a creature formed to know no fear. He beholds every high thing, reigning as king over all the children of pride. The separate edition note says he is superior in strength to all great and strong living creatures, and is understood mystically of the devil, who rules over all the proud.