6 Shall the bands of fishermen make traffic of him? shall they part him among the merchants?
7 Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons, or his head with fish spears?
8 Lay thine hand upon him; remember the battle, and do so no more.
9 Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
10 None is so fierce that he dare stir him up: who then is he that can stand before me?
11 Who hath first given unto me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine.
12 I will not keep silence concerning his limbs, nor his mighty strength, nor his comely proportion.