Job 41:34
Verse 34 of 34. The 41st of 42 chapters in Job, in Poetry and Wisdom.
30His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.
31He makes the deep to boil like a pot. He makes the sea like a pot of ointment.
32He makes a path shine after him. One would think the deep had white hair.
33On earth there is not his equal, that is made without fear.
34He sees everything that is high. He is king over all the sons of pride.”
World English Bible. Public domain. Set as prose throughout, including the poetry, because the text is published to us without its lines.