17 He moves his tail like a cedar: the sinews of his thighs are knit together.
18 His bones are as strong pieces of bronze; his bones are like bars of iron.
19 He is the first of the ways of God: he that made him can make his sword to approach unto him.
20 Surely the mountains bring him forth food, where all the beasts of the field play.
21 He lies under the shady trees, in the hiding of the reeds, and marsh.
22 The shady trees cover him with their shade; the willows of the brook surround him.
23 Behold, though a river rages, he fears not: he is confident though the Jordan rushes into his mouth.