His lair is [formed of] sharp points; and all the gold of the sea under him is as an immense [quantity of] clay.
WEB
Job 41:22
There is strength in his neck. Terror dances before him.
Parallel Translations
He makes the deep boil like a brazen caldron; and he regards the sea as a pot of ointment,
In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
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