When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid; Because of his crashings they are beside themselves.
May those curse it who curse the day, Those who are ready to arouse Leviathan.
His heart is as hard as stone, Even as hard as the lower millstone.
Though the sword reaches him, it cannot avail; Nor does spear, dart, or javelin.
Then they cry out to the Lord in their trouble, And He brings them out of their distresses.