n°18 / Job 41 :

20Out of his nostrils goeth smoke, as out of a seething pot or caldron.
21His breath kindleth coals, and a flame goeth out of his mouth.
22In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
23The flakes of his flesh are joined together : they are firm in themselves ; they cannot be moved.
24His heart is as firm as a stone ; yea, as hard as a piece of the nether millstone.
25When he raiseth up himself, the mighty are afraid : by reason of breakings they purify themselves.