I was at ease, but He shattered me;
He seized me by the scruff of the neck
and smashed me to pieces.
He set me up as His target;

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

Do you give strength to the horse?
Do you adorn his neck with a mane?

Strength resides in his neck,
and dismay dances before him.

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

Can you fasten the chains of the Pleiades
or loosen the belt of Orion?