30Under him are sharp points of clay, He spreadeth gold on the mire.
30Under him are sharp points of clay, He spreadeth gold on the mire.
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.
32 After him he causeth a path to shine, One thinketh the deep to be hoary.
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.
41:30His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
41:30Sharp stones are under him: he spreads sharp pointed things on the mire.