17. They are joined to one another.They stick together, so that they can’t be pulled apart.
18. His sneezing flashes out light.His eyes are like the eyelids of the morning.
19. Out of his mouth go burning torches.Sparks of fire leap out.
20. Out of his nostrils a smoke goes,as of a boiling pot over a fire of reeds.
21. His breath kindles coals.A flame goes out of his mouth.
22. There is strength in his neck.Terror dances before him.
23. The flakes of his flesh are joined together.They are firm on him.They can’t be moved.
24. His heart is as firm as a stone,yes, firm as the lower millstone.
25. When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid.They retreat before his thrashing.
26. If one attacks him with the sword, it can’t prevail;nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.
27. He counts iron as straw;and bronze as rotten wood.
28. The arrow can’t make him flee.Sling stones are like chaff to him.
29. Clubs are counted as stubble.He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.