18:041:026 The sword of him that layeth at him cannot hold: the spear, the dart, nor the habergeon.
18:041:027 He esteemeth iron as straw, and brass as rotten wood.
18:041:028 The arrow cannot make him flee: slingstones are turned with him into stubble.
18:041:029 Darts are counted as stubble: he laugheth at the shaking of a spear.
18:041:030 Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
18:041:031 He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
18:041:032 He maketh a path to shine after him; one would think the deep to be hoary.
18:041:033 Upon earth there is not his like, who is made without fear.
18:041:034 He beholdeth all high things: he is a king over all the children of pride.
18:042:001 Then Job answered the LORD, and said,