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It would be interesting to read Job 40 and 41, because of its similarity.
Job 40 and 41(King James Version):
Behold now behemoth (great beast), which I made with thee.
Shall not one be cast down even at the sight of him?
Who can open the doors of his face? His teeth are terrible round about.
In his neck remained strength.
Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion.
He moved his tail like a cedar.
His bones are as strong pieces of brass; his bones are like bars of iron.
Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly.
His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal.
He eats grass as an ox.
ooooo really ya know i lived in dera bugti well a little further in a place called perko and lol now that i’m here it is not at all shocking for i have even seen precious stones lying on da ground and could never pick them!!!!
In Indonesia with a small size is still alive in Sulawesi island, Baluchiterium like Tapir, its size was the size of the goat.