They bruised his feet with shackles. His neck was locked in irons,
Yosef's master took him, and put him into the prison, the place where the king's prisoners were bound, and he was there in custody.
For indeed, I was stolen away out of the land of the Hebrews, and here also have I done nothing that they should put me into the dungeon.*
Some sat in darkness and in the shadow of death, being bound in affliction and iron,
who, having received such a charge, threw them into the inner prison, and secured their feet in the stocks.