Quotes About Nature

He paws in the valley and rejoices in his strength; he charges into battle.

Does the hawk take flight by your understanding and spread his wings toward the south?

Does the eagle soar at your command and make his nest on high?

He dwells on a cliff and lodges there; his stronghold is on a rocky crag.

From there he spies out food; his eyes see it from afar.

His young ones feast on blood; and where the slain are, there he is.”

Look at Behemoth, which I made along with you. He feeds on grass like an ox.

His tail sways like a cedar; the sinews of his thighs are tightly knit.

His bones are tubes of bronze; his limbs are rods of iron.

He is the foremost of Godís works; only his Maker can draw the sword against him.

The hills yield him their produce, while all the beasts of the field play nearby.

He lies under the lotus plants, hidden among the reeds of the marsh.

The lotus plants conceal him in their shade; the willows of the brook surround him.

Though the river rages, Behemoth is unafraid; he remains secure, though the Jordan surges to his mouth.

Can anyone capture him as he looks on, or pierce his nose with a snare?

“Can you pull in Leviathan with a hook or tie down his tongue with a rope?

Can you put a cord through his nose or pierce his jaw with a hook?

Can you pet him like a bird or put him on a leash for your maidens?

Will traders barter for him or divide him among the merchants?

Can you fill his hide with harpoons or his head with fishing spears?

No one is so fierce as to rouse Leviathan. Then who is able to stand against Me?

Who can open his jaws, ringed by his fearsome teeth?

His rows of scales are his pride, tightly sealed together.

One scale is so near to another that no air can pass between them.