18:040:015 Behold now behemoth, which I made with thee; he eateth grass as an ox. 18:040:016 Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly. 18:040:017 He moveth his tail like a cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapped together. 18:040:018 His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron. 18:040:019 He is the chief of the ways of God: he that made him can make his sword to approach unto him. 18:040:020 Surely the mountains bring him forth food, where all the beasts of the field play. 18:040:021 He lieth under the shady trees, in the covert of the reed, and fens. 18:040:022 The shady trees cover him with their shadow; the willows of the brook compass him about. 18:040:023 Behold, he drinketh up a river, and hasteth not: he trusteth that he can draw up Jordan into his mouth. 18:040:024 He taketh it with his eyes: his nose pierceth through snares. 18:041:001 Canst thou draw out leviathan with an hook? or his tongue with a cord which thou lettest down? 18:041:002 Canst thou put an hook into his nose? or bore his jaw through with a thorn? 18:041:003 Will he make many supplications unto thee? will he speak soft words unto thee? 18:041:004 Will he make a covenant with thee? wilt thou take him for a servant for ever? 18:041:005 Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens? 18:041:006 Shall the companions make a banquet of him? shall they part him among the merchants? 18:041:007 Canst thou fill his skin with barbed irons? or his head with fish spears? 18:041:008 Lay thine hand upon him, remember the battle, do no more. 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. 18:041:019 Out of his mouth go burning lamps, and sparks of fire leap out.