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.

The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, and the teeth of the young lions, are broken.

My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust; my skin is broken, and become loathsome.

My days are past, my purposes are broken off, even the thoughts of my heart.

You have sent widows away empty, and the arms of the fatherless have been broken.

The womb shall forget him; the worm shall feed sweetly on him; he shall be no more remembered; and wickedness shall be broken as a tree.

Then let my arm fall from my shoulder blade, and my arm be broken from its socket.

And from the wicked their light is withheld, and the uplifted arm shall be broken.