19 Out of his mouth go burning torches.Sparks of fire leap out.
20 Out of his nostrils a smoke goes,as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.
21 His breath kindles coals.A flame goes out of his mouth.
22 There is strength in his neck.Terror dances before him.
23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together.They are firm on him.They can’t be moved.
24 His heart is as firm as a stone,yes, firm as the lower millstone.
25 When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid.They retreat before his thrashing.