15 Lo, I pray thee, Behemoth, that I made with thee: Grass as an ox he eateth.
16 Lo, I pray thee, his power 'is' in his loins, And his strength in the muscles of his belly.
17 He doth bend his tail as a cedar, The sinews of his thighs are wrapped together,
18 His bones 'are' tubes of brass, His bones 'are' as a bar of iron.
19 He 'is' a beginning of the ways of God, His Maker bringeth nigh his sword;
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