Job 41:30-34

30His underparts are like sharp pieces of broken pottery; He moves across and spreads out [grooves] like a threshing sledge on the mire (muddy river banks).

31He makes the deep water boil like a pot; He makes the sea like a [foaming] pot of ointment.

32Behind him he makes a shining wake; One would think the deep to be gray-haired [with foam].

33Upon earth there is nothing like him—no equal exists, A creature made without fear.

34He looks on everything that is high [without terror]; He is monarch over all the sons of pride. [And now, Job, who are you who does not dare to disturb the beast, yet who dares resist Me, the beast’s creator? Everything under the heavens is Mine; therefore, who can have a claim against God?]”