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Job 41:27-32
New American Standard Bible
Chapter 41
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 pieces of pottery;
He spreads out
like
a threshing sledge on the mud.
31
He makes the depths boil like a pot;
He makes the sea like a jar of ointment.
32
Behind him he illuminates a pathway;
One would think the deep to be gray-haired.
King James Version
Chapter 41
27
He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
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.
31
He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
32
He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
Christian Standard Bible
Chapter 41
27
He regards iron as straw,
and bronze as rotten wood.
28
No arrow can make him flee;
slingstones become like stubble to him.
29
A club is regarded as stubble,
and he laughs at the sound of a javelin.
30
His undersides are jagged potsherds,
spreading the mud like a threshing sledge.
31
He makes the depths seethe like a cauldron;
he makes the sea like an ointment jar.
32
He leaves a shining wake behind him;
one would think the deep had gray hair!
New Living Translation
Chapter 41
27
Iron is nothing but straw to that creature,
and bronze is like rotten wood.
28
Arrows cannot make it flee.
Stones shot from a sling are like bits of grass.
29
Clubs are like a blade of grass,
and it laughs at the swish of javelins.
30
Its belly is covered with scales as sharp as glass.
It plows up the ground as it drags through the mud.
31
'Leviathan makes the water boil with its commotion.
It stirs the depths like a pot of ointment.
32
The water glistens in its wake,
making the sea look white.
English Standard Version
Chapter 41
27
He counts iron as straw,
and bronze as rotten wood.
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 potsherds;
he spreads himself like a 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.
New International Version
Chapter 41
27
Iron it treats like straw
and bronze like rotten wood.
28
Arrows do not make it flee;
slingstones are like chaff to it.
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 caldron
and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment.
32
It leaves a glistening wake behind it;
one would think the deep had white hair.
New King James Version
Chapter 41
27
He regards iron as straw,
And
bronze as rotten wood.
28
The arrow cannot make him flee;
Slingstones become like stubble to him.
29
Darts are regarded as straw;
He laughs at the threat of javelins.
30
His undersides
are
like sharp potsherds;
He spreads pointed
marks
in the mire.
31
He makes the deep boil like a pot;
He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
32
He leaves a shining wake behind him;
One
would think the deep had white hair.
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