Job 41:9–24

⁹Lo, hope as to him is belied: is not one cast down even at the sight of him? ¹⁰None is so bold as to stir him up; and who is he that will stand before me?

¹¹Who hath first given to me, that I should repay him? Whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine. ¹²I will not be silent as to his parts, the story of his power, and the beauty of his structure. ¹³Who can uncover the surface of his garment? who can come within his double jaws? ¹⁴Who can open the doors of his face? Round about his teeth is terror. ¹⁵The rows of his shields are a pride, shut up together as with a close seal. ¹⁶One is so near to another that no air can come between them; ¹⁷They are joined each to its fellow; they stick together, and cannot be sundered. ¹⁸His sneezings flash light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning. ¹⁹Out of his mouth go forth flames; sparks of fire leap out: ²⁰Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a boiling pot and cauldron. ²¹His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth. ²²In his neck lodgeth strength, and terror danceth before him. ²³The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are fused upon him, they cannot be moved. ²⁴His heart is firm as a stone, yea, firm as the nether millstone.