Job 41:12-22

12“I will not conceal his limbs, His mighty power, or his graceful proportions.

13Who can remove his outer coat? Who can approach him with a double bridle?

14Who can open the doors of his face, With his terrible teeth all around?

15His rows of scales are his pride, Shut up tightly as with a seal;

16One is so near another That no air can come between them;

17They are joined one to another, They stick together and cannot be parted.

18His sneezings flash forth light, And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.

19Out of his mouth go burning lights; Sparks of fire shoot out.

20Smoke goes out of his nostrils, As from a boiling pot and burning rushes.

21His breath kindles coals, And a flame goes out of his mouth.

22Strength dwells in his neck, And sorrow dances before him.