Job 41:28-30

International Standard Version

²⁸Arrows won’t make him flee;
stones from a sling are only pebbles to him.
²⁹Clubs are like twigs;^[a]
he laughs at the whoosh of the javelin.

³⁰“Beneath him he is armored as with sharp potsherds;
he tears through muddy ground
like a threshing sledge through grain.^[b]