He leans on his web, but it doesn’t stand firm.
He grabs it, but it does not hold up.

God does not hold back His anger;
Rahab’s assistants cringe in fear beneath Him!

then you will hold your head high, free from fault.
You will be firmly established and unafraid.

The one who is at ease holds calamity in contempt
and thinks it is prepared for those whose feet are slipping.

Even if I speak, my suffering is not relieved,
and if I hold back, what have I lost?

Yet the righteous person will hold to his way,
and the one whose hands are clean will grow stronger.

The pillars that hold up the sky tremble,
astounded at His rebuke.

which I hold in reserve for times of trouble,
for the day of warfare and battle?

Can you hold the wild ox to a furrow by its harness?
Will it plow the valleys behind you?