Job 40
15 Ref Behold now behemoth, which I made with thee; he eateth grass as an ox.
16 Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly.
17 Ref He moveth his tail like a cedar: the sinews of his stones are wrapped together.
18 Ref His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron.
19 Ref He is the chief of the ways of God: he that made him can make his sword to approach unto him.
20 Ref Surely the mountains bring him forth food, where all the beasts of the field play.
21 Ref He lieth under the shady trees, in the covert of the reed, and fens.
22 Ref The shady trees cover him with their shadow; the willows of the brook compass him about.
23 Ref Behold, he drinketh up a river, and hasteth not: he trusteth that he can draw up Jordan into his mouth.
24 Ref He taketh it with his eyes: his nose pierceth through snares.