Look at Behemoth, which I made along with you
And which feeds on grass like an ox
What strength it has in its loins
What power in the muscles of its belly
Its tail sways like a cedar
The sinews of its thighs are close-knit
Its bones are tubes of bronze
Its limbs like rods of iron
It ranks first among the works of God
Behemoth
What power
Behold now Behemoth