Job 41:25-30

25When it rises, the mighty are afraid, gripped by terror.

26No sword can stop it, no spear, dart, or javelin.

27Iron is nothing but straw to that creature, and bronze is like rotten wood.

28Arrows cannot make it flee. Stones shot from a sling are like bits of grass.

29Clubs are like a blade of grass, and it laughs at the swish of javelins.

30Its belly is covered with scales as sharp as glass. It plows up the ground as it drags through the mud.