21. His breath kindleth coals, and a flame issueth from his mouth.
22. In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
23. The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
24. His heart is as firm as a stone; yes, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
25. When he raiseth himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
26. The sword of him that attacketh him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.
27. He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
28. The arrow cannot make him flee: sling-stones are turned with him into stubble.