Job 41:20-28

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.

23The folds of his flesh are joined together; They are firm on him and cannot be moved.

24His heart is as hard as stone, Even as hard as the lower millstone.

25When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid; Because of his crashings they are beside themselves.

26Though the sword reaches him, it cannot avail; Nor does spear, dart, or javelin.

27He regards iron as straw, And bronze as rotten wood.

28The arrow cannot make him flee; Slingstones become like stubble to him.