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[1]None is so fierce that dare stir him up. Who is he then that can stand before me?
[2]Who hath prevented me that I should make an end? All under heaven is mine.
[3]I will not keep silence concerning his parts, nor his power nor his comely proportion.
[4]Who can discover the face of his garment? Or who shall come to him with a double bridle?
[5]Who shall open the doors of his face? His teeth are fearful round about.
[6]The majesty of his scales is like strong shields, and are sure sealed.
[7]One is set to another, that no wind can come between them.
[8]One is joined to another: they stick together, that they cannot be sundered.
[9]His sneezings make the light to shine, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
[10]Out of his mouth go lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
[11]Out of his nostrils cometh out smoke, as out of a boiling pot or cauldron.
[12]His breath maketh the coals burn: for a flame goeth out of his mouth.
[13]In his neck remaineth strength, and labor is rejected before his face.
[14]The members of his body are joined: they are strong in themselves, and cannot be moved.
[15]His heart is as strong as a stone, and as hard as the nether millstone.
[16]The mighty are afraid of his majesty, and for fear they faint in themselves.
[17]When the sword doth touch him, he will not rise up, nor for the spear dart nor habergeon.
[18]He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
[19]The archer cannot make him flee: the stones of the sling are turned into stubble unto him:
[20]The darts are counted as straw: and he laugheth at the shaking of the spear.
[21]Sharp stones are under him, and he spreadeth sharp things upon the mire.
[22]He maketh the depth to boil like a pot, and maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
[23]He maketh a path to shine after him: one would think the depth as an hoar head.
[24]In the earth there is none like him: he is made without fear.
[25]He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.
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