11. Pour forth the overflowings of thine anger; And look upon every one that is proud, and abase him.
12. Look on every one that is proud, and bring him low; And tread down the wicked where they stand.
13. Hide them in the dust together; Bind their faces in the hidden place.
14. Then will I also confess of thee That thine own right hand can save thee.
15. 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. He moveth his tail like a cedar: The sinews of his thighs are knit together.
18. His bones are as tubes of brass; His limbs are like bars of iron.
19. He is the chief of the ways of God: He only that made him giveth him his sword.
20. Surely the mountains bring him forth food, Where all the beasts of the field do play.
21. He lieth under the lotus-trees, In the covert of the reed, and the fen.
22. The lotus-trees cover him with their shade; The willows of the brook compass him about.
23. Behold, if a river overflow, he trembleth not; He is confident, though a Jordan swell even to his mouth.
24. Shall any take him when he is on the watch, Or pierce through his nose with a snare?