18. His sneezings flash forth light, And his eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19. Out of his mouth go burning torches, And sparks of fire leap forth.
20. Out of his nostrils a smoke goeth, As of a boiling pot and burning rushes.
21. His breath kindleth coals, And a flame goeth forth from his mouth.
22. In his neck abideth strength, And terror danceth before him.
23. The flakes of his flesh are joined together: They are firm upon him; they cannot be moved.
24. His heart is as firm as a stone; Yea, firm as the nether millstone.
25. When he raiseth himself up, the mighty are afraid: By reason of consternation they are beside themselves.
26. If one lay at him with the sword, it cannot avail; Nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.