29 A club seems to it but a piece of straw; it laughs at the rattling of the lance.

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      30 Its undersides are jagged potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.

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      31 It makes the depths churn like a boiling caldron and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment.

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      32 It leaves a glistening wake behind it; one would think the deep had white hair.
      33 Nothing on earth is its equal— a creature without fear.

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      34 It looks down on all that are haughty; it is king over all that are proud.”