12 “I will not conceal his limbs,His mighty power, or his graceful proportions.
13 Who can remove his outer coat?Who can approach him with a double bridle?
14 Who can open the doors of his face,With his terrible teeth all around?
15 His rows of scales are his pride,Shut up tightly as with a seal;
16 One is so near anotherThat no air can come between them;
17 They are joined one to another,They stick together and cannot be parted.
18 His sneezings flash forth light,And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.