His bones are as tubes of brass; His limbs are like bars of iron.
He moveth his tail like a cedar: The sinews of his thighs are knit together.
He is the chief of the ways of God: He only that made him can make his sword to approach unto him.
Am I a sea, or a sea-monster, That thou settest a watch over me?
Because I knew that thou art obstinate, and thy neck is an iron sinew, and thy brow brass;