28 Arrows do not make it flee;(A)
    slingstones are like chaff to it.
29 A club seems to it but a piece of straw;(B)
    it laughs(C) at the rattling of the lance.
30 Its undersides are jagged potsherds,
    leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.(D)

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28 The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.

29 Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.

30 Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.

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