and since it was free. 

I transcribed it for you.

Here it is again.

1 See, any hope [of capturing] him must be disappointed; One is prostrated by the very sight of him. 

2 There is no one so fierce as to rouse him; Who then can stand up to Me? 

3 Whoever confronts Me I will requite, For everything under the heavens is Mine. 
4 I will not be silent concerning him Or the praise of his martial exploits -Meaning in Hebrew Uncertain- 

5 Who can uncover his outer garment? Who can penetrate the folds of his Jowls? 

6 Who can pry open the doors of his face? His bared teeth strike terror. 

7 His protective scales are his pride, Locked with a binding seal. 

8 One scale touches the other; Not even a breath can enter between them. 

9 Each clings to each; They are interlocked so they cannot be parted. 

10 His sneezings flash lightning, and his eyes are like the glimmerings of dawn. 

11 Firebrands stream from his mouth; Fiery sparks escape. 

12 Out of his nostrils come smoke As from a steaming, boiling cauldron. 

13 His breath ignites coals; Flames blaze from his mouth. 

14 Strength resides in his neck; Power leaps before him. 

15 The layers of his flesh stick together; He is as though cast hard; he does not totter. 

16 His heart is cast hard as a stone, Hard as the nether millstone. 

17 Divine beings are in dread as he rears up; As he crashes down, they cringe. 

18 No sword that overtakes him can prevail, Nor spear, nor missile, nor lance. 

19 He regards iron as straw, Bronze, as rotted wood. 

20 No arrow can put him to flight; Slingstones turn into stubble for him. 

21 Clubs are regarded as stubble; He scoffs at the quivering javelin 

22 His underpart is jagged shards; It spreads a threshing-sledge on the mud. 

23 He makes the depths seethe like a cauldron; He makes the sea boil like an ointment-pot. 

24 His wake is a luminous path; He makes the deep seem white-haired. 

25 There is no one on land who can dominate him, Made as he is without fear. 

26 He sees all that is haughty; He is king over all proud beasts. 

In its original context, verbatim, as from the publisher. 

I guess you cannot afford real books under this utopian obama administration? I thought they increased the welfare budgets?