Job 41:30
His underparts are [like] sharp potsherds. He spreads out [as] a threshing-wagon upon the mire.
A Conservative Version
In The King James Version
Sharp stones are under him: he spreadeth sharp pointed things upon the mire.
In Context
29Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.
31He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
Matthew Henry on Job 41:12-34
11 Who hath prevented me, that I should repay him? whatsoever is under the whole heaven is mine. 12 I will not conceal his parts, nor his power, nor his comely proportion. 13 Who can discover the face of his garment? or who can come to him with his double bridle? 14 Who can open the doors of his face? his teeth are terrible round about. 15 His scales are his pride, shut up together as with a close seal. 16 One is so near to another, that no air can come between them. 17 They are joined one to another, they stick… Read the whole commentary →