15 The folds of his flesh are tightly joined; they are firm on him, immovable.
16 His heart is hard as rock, hard as a lower millstone.
17 “When he rises up, the mighty are afraid; at his crashing they retreat.
18 A sword that reaches him has no effect— nor with a spear, dart, or javelin.
19 He regards iron as straw, bronze as rotten wood.
20 Arrows do not make him flee; sling stones become like chaff to him.
21 A club is regarded as stubble; he laughs at the rattling 0f a lance.