Job 41:30-34

30Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.1 31He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment. 32He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary. 33Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.2 34He beholdeth all high things : he is a king over all the children of pride.