30His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
30His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
27 He counts iron as straw; and brass as rotten wood.
28 The arrow can't make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.
29 Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
30 His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
31 He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
32 He makes a path shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.
41:30Sharp stones [are] under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
41:30His undersides are jagged potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
41:30The beams of the sun shall be under him, and he shall strew gold under him like mire.
41:30His underparts are like'sharp potsherds: He spreadeth as it were a threshing-wain upon the mire.
41:30His under parts are sharp potsherds: he spreadeth a threshing-sledge upon the mire.
41:30His underparts are like sharp potsherds: he spreadeth as it were a threshing wain upon the mire.
41:30Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
41:30Under him are sharp points of clay, He spreadeth gold on the mire.
41:30Sharp stones are under him: he spreads sharp pointed things on the mire.