He runneth upon him with a'stiff neck, With the thick bosses of his bucklers;

I was at ease, and he brake me asunder; Yea, he hath taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces: He hath also set me up for his mark.

Hast thou given the horse his might? Hast thou clothed his neck with the quivering mane?

In his neck abideth strength, And terror danceth before him.