1. I will not stir him up, like one that is cruel: for who can resist my countenance?
2. Who hath given me before that I should repay him? All things that are under heaven are mine.
3. I will not spare him, nor his mighty words, and framed to make supplication.
4. Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can go into the midst of his mouth?
5. Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about.
6. His body is like molten shields, shut close up with scales pressing upon one another.
7. One is joined to another, and not so much as any air can come between them:
8. They stick one to another and they hold one another fast, and shall not be separated.