He looseth the bond of kings, And he bindeth their loins with a girdle.

Thou puttest my feet also in the stocks, And markest all my paths; Thou settest a bound to the soles of my feet:

He draweth it forth, and it cometh out of his body; Yea, the glittering point cometh out of his gall: Terrors are upon him.

Man'setteth an end to darkness, And searcheth out, to the furthest bound, The stones of obscurity and of thick darkness.

Surely I would carry it upon my shoulder; I would bind it unto me as a crown:

And if they be bound in fetters, And be taken in the cords of afflictions;

When I made clouds the garment thereof, And thick darkness a swaddling-band for it,

And marked out for it my bound, And set bars and doors,

That thou shouldest take it to the bound thereof, And that thou shouldest discern the paths to the house thereof?

Canst thou bind the cluster of the Pleiades, Or loose the bands of Orion?

Canst thou bind the wild-ox with his band in the furrow? Or will he harrow the valleys after thee?

On the cliff she dwelleth, and maketh her home, Upon the point of the cliff, and the stronghold.

Hide them in the dust together; Bind their faces in the hidden place .

Wilt thou play with him as with a bird? Or wilt thou bind him for thy maidens?