18 His bones are 'as' tubes of brass; His limbs are like bars of iron.
19 He is the chief of the ways of God: He 'only' that made him giveth him his sword.
20 Surely the mountains bring him forth food, Where all the beasts of the field do play.
21 He lieth under the lotus-trees, In the covert of the reed, and the fen.
22 The lotus-trees cover him with their shade; The willows of the brook compass him about.
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