He is the chief of the ways of God. He who made him gives him his sword.
By his Spirit the heavens are garnished. His hand has pierced the swift serpent.
*See now, behemot, which I made as well as you. He eats grass as an ox.
His bones are like tubes of brass. His limbs are like bars of iron.
On earth there is not his equal, that is made without fear.
The LORD, how many are your works! In wisdom have you made them all. The earth is full of your riches.
If a man doesn't relent, he will sharpen his sword; he has bent and strung his bow.
In that day, the LORD with his hard and great and strong sword will punish livyatan, the fleeing serpent, and livyatan the twisted serpent; and he will kill the dragon that is in the sea.