20 Out of his nostrils comes smoke, like a boiling pot or kettle.
21 His breath sets coals on fire, and a flame goes out of his mouth.
22 Strength dwells in his neck, and fear leaps before him.
23 The folds of his flesh cleave together. They are firm on him, immovable.
24 His heart is as hard as stone, even as hard as the lower millstone.
25 When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. Because of his crashings they are bewildered.
26 No sword that reaches him does prevail, neither spear, dart, or lance.