14. The doors of his face who hath opened? Round about his teeth [are] terrible.
15. A pride--strong ones of shields, Shut up--a close seal.
16. One unto another they draw nigh, And air doth not enter between them.
17. One unto another they adhere, They stick together and are not separated.
18. His sneezings cause light to shine, And his eyes [are] as the eyelids of the dawn.
19. Out of his mouth do flames go, sparks of fire escape.
20. Out of his nostrils goeth forth smoke, As a blown pot and reeds.
21. His breath setteth coals on fire, And a flame from his mouth goeth forth.
22. In his neck lodge doth strength, And before him doth grief exult.
23. The flakes of his flesh have adhered--Firm upon him--it is not moved.
24. His heart [is] firm as a stone, Yea, firm as the lower piece.
25. From his rising are the mighty afraid, From breakings they keep themselves free.
26. The sword of his overtaker standeth not, Spear--dart--and lance.
27. He reckoneth iron as straw, brass as rotten wood.
28. The son of the bow doth not cause him to flee, Turned by him into stubble are stones of the sling.