His bones are like tubes of brass. His limbs are like bars of iron.
He moves his tail like a cedar. The sinews of his thighs are knit together.
He is the chief of the ways of God. He who made him gives him his sword.
Am I a sea, or a sea monster, that you put a guard over me?
Because I knew that you are obstinate, and your neck is an iron sinew, and your brow brass;