His bones are bronze tubes; his limbs are like iron rods.
Because I know that you are stubborn, and your neck is iron and your forehead bronze,
Am I the sea , or a sea monster, that you keep me under guard?
He stiffens his tail like a cedar tree; the tendons of his thighs are woven firmly together.
He is the foremost of God’s works; only his Maker can draw the sword against him.
