12 I will not conceal his limbs, nor his power, nor his graceful proportion.
13 Who can remove the face of his garment? or who can approach him with a double bridle?
14 Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible all around.
15 His scales 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 parted.
18 By his sneezings a light flashes, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.