13 His bones are like pipes of brass, his gristle like plates of iron.
14 He is the beginning of the ways of God, who made him, he will apply his sword.
15 To him the mountains bring forth grass: there all the beasts of the field shall play.
16 He sleepeth under the shadow, in the covert of the reed, and in moist places.
17 The shades cover his shadow, the willows of the brook shall compass him about.
18 Behold, he will drink up a river, and not wonder: and he trusteth that the Jordan may run into his mouth.
19 In his eyes as with a hook he shall take him, and bore through his nostrils with stakes.