Job 41:11-34

¹¹ Who has first given to me, that I should repay him?
Everything under the heavens is mine. ¹² “I will not keep silence concerning his limbs,
nor his mighty strength, nor his goodly frame. ¹³ Who can strip off his outer garment?
Who shall come within his jaws? ¹⁴ Who can open the doors of his face?
Around his teeth is terror. ¹⁵ Strong scales are his pride,
shut up together with a close seal. ¹⁶ One is so near to another,
that no air can come between them. ¹⁷ They are joined one to another.
They stick together, so that they can’t be pulled apart. ¹⁸ His sneezing flashes out light.
His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning. ¹⁹ Out of his mouth go burning torches.
Sparks of fire leap forth. ²⁰ Out of his nostrils a smoke goes,
as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds. ²¹ His breath kindles coals.
A flame goes forth from his mouth. ²² There is strength in his neck.
Terror dances before him. ²³ The flakes of his flesh are joined together.
They are firm on him.
They can’t be moved. ²⁴ His heart is as firm as a stone,
yes, firm as the lower millstone. ²⁵ When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid.
They retreat before his thrashing. ²⁶ If one attacks him with the sword, it can’t prevail;
nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft. ²⁷ He counts iron as straw;
and brass as rotten wood. ²⁸ The arrow can’t make him flee.
Sling stones are like chaff to him. ²⁹ Clubs are counted as stubble.
He laughs at the rushing of the javelin. ³⁰ His undersides are like sharp potsherds,
leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge. ³¹ He makes the deep to boil like a pot.
He makes the sea like a pot of ointment. ³² He makes a path shine after him.
One would think the deep had white hair. ³³ On earth there is not his equal,
that is made without fear. ³⁴ He sees everything that is high.
He is king over all the sons of pride.”