18:041:009 Behold, the hope of him is in vain: shall not one be cast down
even at the sight of him?
18:041:010 None is so fierce that dare stir him up: who then is able to
stand before me?
18:041:011 Who hath prevented me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is
under the whole heaven is mine.
18:041:012 I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely
proportion.
18:041:013 Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to
him with his double bridle?
18:041:014 Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible
round about.
18:041:015 His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close
seal.
18:041:016 One is so near to another, that no air can come between them.
18:041:017 They are joined one to another, they stick together, that they
cannot be sundered.
18:041:018 By his neesings a light doth shine, and his eyes are like the
eyelids of the morning.