18. His bones [are] tubes of brass, His bones [are] as a bar of iron.
19. He [is] a beginning of the ways of God, His Maker bringeth nigh his sword;
20. For food do mountains bear for him, And all the beasts of the field play there.
21. Under shades he lieth down, In a secret place of reed and mire.
22. Cover him do shades, [with] their shadow, Cover him do willows of the brook.
23. Lo, a flood oppresseth--he doth not haste, He is confident though Jordan Doth come forth unto his mouth.