Job 40:15 - 40:24

“Behold now, Behemoth, which I made along with you;

It eats grass like an ox.

Behold now, its power in its loins

And its vigor in the muscles of its belly.

It hangs its tail like a cedar;

The sinews of its thighs are knit together.

Its bones are tubes of bronze;

Its limbs are like bars of iron.

“It is the first of the ways of God;

Let its Maker bring near its sword.

Surely the mountains bring it food,

And all the beasts of the field play there.

Under the lotus plants it lies down,

In the hidden place of the reeds and the marsh.

The lotus plants cover it with shade;

The willows of the brook surround it.

If a river oppresses, it is not alarmed;

It is secure, though the Jordan bursts forth to its mouth.

Can anyone capture it before its eyes,

With snares can anyone pierce its nose?