31He causeth to boil as a pot the deep, The sea he maketh as a pot of ointment.
31He causeth to boil as a pot the deep, The sea he maketh as a pot of ointment.
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.
33 There is not on the earth his like, That is made without terror.
41:31He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
41:31He makes the depths churn like a boiling caldron and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment.
41:31He shall make the deep sea to boil like a pot, and shall make it as when ointments boil.
41:31He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: He maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
41:31He maketh the deep to boil like a pot; he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment;
41:31He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like ointment.
41:31He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
41:31He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
41:31He makes the deep to boil like a pot: he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.