¹²"I will not keep silence concerning his limbs,
or his mighty strength, or his goodly frame.
¹³Who can strip off his outer garment?
Who can penetrate his double coat of mail?
¹⁴Who can open the doors of his face?
Round about his teeth is terror.
¹⁵His back is made of rows of shields,
shut up closely as with a seal.
¹⁶One is so near to another
that no air can come between them.
¹⁷They are joined one to another;
they clasp each other and cannot be separated.
¹⁸His sneezings flash forth light,
and his eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn.
¹⁹Out of his mouth go flaming torches;
sparks of fire leap forth.
²⁰Out of his nostrils comes forth smoke,
as from a boiling pot and burning rushes.
²¹His breath kindles coals,
and a flame comes forth from his mouth.
²²In his neck abides strength,
and terror dances before him.
²³The folds of his flesh cleave together,
firmly cast upon him and immovable.
²⁴His heart is hard as a stone,
hard as the nether millstone.
²⁵When he raises himself up the mighty are afraid;
at the crashing they are beside themselves.
²⁶Though the sword reaches him, it does not avail;
nor the spear, the dart, or the javelin.
²⁷He counts iron as straw,
and bronze as rotten wood.
²⁸The arrow cannot make him flee;
for him slingstones are turned to stubble.
²⁹Clubs are counted as stubble;
he laughs at the rattle of javelins.
³⁰His underparts are like sharp potsherds;
he spreads himself like a threshing sledge on the mire.
³¹He makes the deep boil like a pot;
he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
³²Behind him he leaves a shining wake;
one would think the deep to be hoary.
³³Upon earth there is not his like,
a creature without fear.
³⁴He beholds everything that is high;
he is king over all the sons of pride."