Then will I also confess unto thee that thine own right hand can save thee.
Behold now behemoth, which I made with thee; he eateth grass as an ox.
Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the stays of his body.
He straineth his tail like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are knit together.
His bones are as pipes of brass; his gristles are like bars of iron.
He is the beginning of the ways of G-d; He only that made him can make His sword to approach unto him.
Surely the mountains bring him forth food, and all the beasts of the field play there.
He lieth under the lotus-trees, in the covert of the reed, and fens.
The lotus-trees cover him with their shadow; the willows of the brook compass him about.
Behold, if a river overflow, he trembleth not; he is confident, though the Jordan rush forth to his mouth.
Shall any take him by his eyes, or pierce through his nose with a snare?