29As stubble have darts been reckoned, And he laugheth at the shaking of a javelin.
29As stubble have darts been reckoned, And he laugheth at the shaking of a javelin.
26 The sword of his overtaker standeth not, Spear — dart — and lance.
27 He reckoneth iron as straw, brass as rotten wood.
28 The son of the bow doth not cause him to flee, Turned by him into stubble are stones of the sling.
29 As stubble have darts been reckoned, And he laugheth at the shaking of a javelin.
30 Under him are sharp points of clay, He spreadeth gold on the mire.
31 He causeth to boil as a pot the deep, The sea he maketh as a pot of ointment.
41:29Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
41:29A club seems to him but a piece of straw; he laughs at the rattling of the lance.
41:29As stubble will he esteem the hammer, and he will laugh him to scorn who shaketh the spear.
41:29Clubs are counted as stubble: He laugheth at the rushing of the javelin.
41:29Clubs are counted as stubble; he laugheth at the shaking of a javelin.
41:29Clubs are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the rushing of the javelin.
41:29Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
41:29Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
41:29Darts are counted as stubble: he laughs at the shaking of a spear.