14 Who shall open the doors of his face? The orders of his teeth are terrible.
15 His scales {Heb. shields} are his pride, shut up together as 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, that they cannot be separated.
18 By his sneezings lights are lit, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19 Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.
20 Out of his nostrils goes forth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.