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.