In his neck lodge doth strength, And before him doth grief exult.

Dost thou give to the horse might? Dost thou clothe his neck with a mane?

I was at ease, but he has broken me asunder: he has also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.

He runneth against him, with outstretched neck, with the thick bosses of his bucklers;

My clothing is distorted with great force;
He chokes me by the neck of my garment.

"Can you bind [the] chains of [the] Pleiades, or can you loosen [the] cords of Orion?

If people are bound with chains
and trapped by the cords of affliction,