- His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
 - In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
 - The flakes of his flesh are joined together: they are firm in themselves; they cannot be moved.
 - His heart is as firm as a stone; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
 - When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid: by reason of breakings they purify themselves.
			
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- His breath sets coals ablaze, and flames dart from his mouth.
 - Strength resides in his neck; dismay goes before him.
 - The folds of his flesh are tightly joined; they are firm and immovable.
 - His chest is hard as rock, hard as a lower millstone.
 - When he rises up, the mighty are terrified; they retreat before his thrashing.
			
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