Job 41:29-31

New International Version - UK

²⁹ A club seems to it but a piece of straw;
    it laughs at the rattling of the lance.
³⁰ Its undersides are jagged potsherds,
    leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing-sledge.
³¹ It makes the depths churn like a boiling cauldron
    and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment.