Job 41:30-34

30Its underparts are the sharp points of potsherds, it leaves its mark in the mud like a threshing sledge.

31It makes the deep boil like a cauldron and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment,

32It leaves a glistening wake behind it; one would think the deep had a head of white hair.

33The likes of it is not on earth, a creature without fear.

34It looks on every haughty being; it is king over all that are proud.”