^{15 Ref} Behold now, behemoth, which I made as well as thee; He eateth grass as an ox.

¹⁶ Lo now, his strength is in his loins, And his force is in the muscles of his belly.

^{17 Ref} He moveth his tail like a cedar: The sinews of his thighs are knit together.

^{18 Ref} His bones are `as' tubes of brass; His limbs are like bars of iron.

^{19 Ref} He is the chief of the ways of God: He `only' that made him giveth him his sword.

^{20 Ref} Surely the mountains bring him forth food, Where all the beasts of the field do play.

^{21 Ref} He lieth under the lotus-trees, In the covert of the reed, and the fen.

^{22 Ref} The lotus-trees cover him with their shade; The willows of the brook compass him about.

^{23 Ref} Behold, if a river overflow, he trembleth not; He is confident, though a Jordan swell even to his mouth.

^{24 Ref} Shall any take him when he is on the watch, Or pierce through his nose with a snare?