17
They are joined one to another; they clasp each other and cannot be separated.
18
His sneezings flash forth light, and his eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn.
19
Out of his mouth go flaming torches; sparks of fire leap forth.
20
Out of his nostrils comes forth smoke, as from a boiling pot and burning rushes.
21
His breath kindles coals, and a flame comes forth from his mouth.
22
In his neck abides strength, and terror dances before him.
23
The folds of his flesh cleave together, firmly cast upon him and immovable.
24
His heart is hard as a stone, hard as the nether millstone.
25
When he raises himself up the mighty are afraid; at the crashing they are beside themselves.
26
Though the sword reaches him, it does not avail; nor the spear, the dart, or the javelin.
27
He counts iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood.