20 Out of his nostrils issueth smoke, as [out] of a seething pot or caldron.
21 His breath kindleth coals, and a flame issueth from his mouth.
22 In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
23 The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
24 His heart is as firm as a stone; yes, as hard as a piece of the nether [millstone].
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