28
The arrow cannot make him flee; for him sling stones are turned to stubble.
29
Clubs are counted as stubble; he laughs at the rattle of javelins.
30
His underparts are like sharp 1potsherds; he spreads himself like 2a threshing sledge on the mire.
31
He makes the deep boil like a pot; he makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
32
Behind him he leaves a shining wake; one would think the deep to be white-haired.
33
3On earth there is not his like, a creature without fear.
34
He sees everything that is high; he is king over all the 4sons of pride."
Almeida Atualizada (Portuguese) AA
Jó 41:28
A seta não o poderá fazer fugir; para ele as pedras das fundas se tornam em restolho.
King James Version KJV
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