12 Look on every one that is proud, and bring him low; and tread down the wicked where they stand.
13 Hide them in the dust together; bind their faces in the hidden place.
14 Then wilt I also confess of thee that thine own right hand can save thee.
15 Behold now behemoth, which I made with thee; he eateth grass as all ox.
16 Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the muscles of his belly.
17 He moveth his tail like a cedar: the sinews of his thighs are knit together.
18 His bones are as tubes of brass; his limbs are like bars of iron.