Avarice - Earth Groans

Who can open the doors of his mighty face?

Around his teeth there is terror

His back is made of shields

Shut up so tightly and sealed

One is so near to the next

No air can come between

His sneezings flash forth light

And his eyes are like the eyelids of the dawn

His bones are tubes of bronze

His limbs like bars of iron

Out of his mouth go torches

Sparks of fire leap forth

There’s none that’s like him

Out of his nostrils pour forth smoke

As from a boiling pot and burning rushes

His breath kindles coals, and pours forth smoke

A flame comes from his mouth

In his neck he abides strength

There’s none that’s like him

On earth there is nothing like him

A creature that is without fear

And terror dances before him

His heart is hard as the lower millstone

When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid

Behold Behemoth

At the thrashing of his tail they are beside themselves

Behold Behemoth

He laughs at the rattle of javelins

Though the sword reaches him, it does not avail

He counts iron as straw, and bronze as rotten wood

The arrow can’t make him flee his ground

On earth there is none like him

God alone poses threat

When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid

Behold Behemoth

At the thrashing of his tail they are beside themselves

Behold Behemoth

«I declared a war, the day my side was pierced

I dragged him by snout down to hell

And on the third day, i pronounced the beast dead

I abolished his authority»

Behold the Victor

Behold Redeemer