Therefore pride is like a chain around their neck. Violence covers them like a garment.

Save me, God, for the waters have come up to my neck!

Don't lift up your horn on high. Don't speak with a stiff neck."

They bruised his feet with shackles. His neck was locked in irons,

Yahweh, truly I am your servant. I am your servant, the son of your handmaid. You have freed me from my chains.

To bind their kings with chains, and their nobles with fetters of iron;