27“He regards iron as straw,
         Bronze as rotten wood.

28“The arrow cannot make him flee;
         Slingstones are turned into stubble for him.

29“Clubs are regarded as stubble;
         He laughs at the rattling of the javelin.

30“His underparts are like sharp potsherds;
         He spreads out like a threshing sledge on the mire.

31“He makes the depths boil like a pot;
         He makes the sea like a jar of ointment.

32“Behind him he makes a wake to shine;
         One would think the deep to be gray-haired.

33“Nothing on earth is like him,
         One made without fear.

34“He looks on everything that is high;
         He is king over all the sons of pride.”

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