Job 41:20-28

20Out of his nostrils smoke goes forth As from a boiling pot and burning rushes.21His breath kindles coals, And a flame goes forth from his mouth.22In his neck lodges strength, And dismay leaps before him.23The folds of his flesh are joined together, Firm on him and immovable.24His heart is as hard as a stone, Even as hard as a lower millstone.25When he raises himself up, the 1mighty fear; Because of the crashing they are bewildered.26The sword that reaches him cannot avail, Nor the spear, the dart or the javelin.27He regards iron as straw, Bronze as rotten wood.28The 2arrow cannot make him flee; Slingstones are turned into stubble for him.