Job 30:27

30:27 My heart ¹  is in turmoil ²  unceasingly; ³ 

the days of my affliction confront me.

Job 41:31

41:31 It makes the deep boil like a cauldron

and stirs up the sea like a pot of ointment, ⁴ 

[30:27]  ¹ tn Heb “my loins,” “my bowels” (archaic), “my innermost being.” The latter option is reflected in the translation; some translations take the inner turmoil to be literal (NIV: “The churning inside me never stops”).

[30:27]  ² tn Heb “boils.”

[30:27]  ³ tn The last clause reads “and they [it] are not quiet” or “do not cease.” The clause then serves adverbially for the sentence – “unceasingly.”

[41:31]  ⁴ sn The idea is either that the sea is stirred up like the foam from beating the ingredients together, or it is the musk-smell that is the point of comparison.