"In his necklodgesstrength,And dismayleapsbeforehim.
"Do you givethe horse[his] might?Do you clothehis neckwith a mane?
"Beholdnow,his strengthin his loinsAnd his powerin the musclesof his belly.
"His breathkindlescoals,And a flamegoesforthfrom his mouth.
"The foldsof his fleshare joinedtogether,Firmon him and immovable.
Shall I ransomthem from the powerof Sheol?Shall I redeemthem from death?O Death,whereare your thorns?O Sheol,whereis your sting?Compassionwill be hiddenfrom My sight.
