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30 His undersides are jagged potsherds,
spreading the mud like a threshing sledge.(A)
31 He makes the depths seethe like a cauldron;
he makes the sea like an ointment jar.
32 He leaves a shining wake behind him;[a]
one would think the deep had grey hair!

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  1. 41:32 Lit a path