| 1. | He is so cruel that no one is ready to go against him. Who then is able to keep his place before me? |
| 2. | Who ever went against me, and got the better of me? There is no one under heaven! |
| 3. | I will not keep quiet about the parts of his body, or about his power, and the strength of his frame. |
| 4. | Who has ever taken off his outer skin? who may come inside his inner coat of iron? |
| 5. | Who has made open the doors of his face? Fear is round about his teeth. |
| 6. | His back is made of lines of plates, joined tight together, one against the other, like a stamp. |
| 7. | One is so near to the other that no air may come between them. |
| 8. | They take a grip of one another; they are joined together, so that they may not be parted. |
| 9. | His sneezings give out flames, and his eyes are like the eyes of the dawn. |
| 10. | Out of his mouth go burning lights, and flames of fire are jumping up. |
| 11. | Smoke comes out of his nose, like a pot boiling on the fire. |
| 12. | His breath puts fire to coals, and a flame goes out of his mouth. |
| 13. | Strength is in his neck, and fear goes dancing before him. |
| 14. | The plates of his flesh are joined together, fixed, and not to be moved. |
| 15. | His heart is as strong as a stone, hard as the lower crushing-stone. |
| 16. | When he gets ready for the fight, the strong are overcome with fear. |
| 17. | The sword may come near him but is not able to go through him; the spear, or the arrow, or the sharp-pointed iron. |
| 18. | Iron is to him as dry grass, and brass as soft wood. |
| 19. | The arrow is not able to put him to flight: stones are no more to him than dry stems. |
| 20. | A thick stick is no better than a leaf of grass, and he makes sport of the onrush of the spear. |
| 21. | Under him are sharp edges of broken pots: as if he was pulling a grain-crushing instrument over the wet earth. |
| 22. | The deep is boiling like a pot of spices, and the sea like a perfume-vessel. |
| 23. | After him his way is shining, so that the deep seems white. |
| 24. | On earth there is not another like him, who is made without fear. |
| 25. | Everything which is high goes in fear of him; he is king over all the sons of pride. |