His underparts are [like] sharp potsherds. He spreads out [as] a threshing-wagon upon the mire.
Behold, I have made thee [as] a new sharp threshing instrument having teeth. Thou shall thresh the mountains, and beat them small, and shall make the hills as chaff.
Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.