¹² I was at ease, but he hath broken me asunder: he hath also taken me by my neck, and shaken me to pieces, and set me up for his mark.

¹⁶ And now my soul is poured out upon me; the days of affliction have taken hold upon me.

¹⁰ He croucheth, and humbleth himself, that the poor may fall by his strong ones.

¹³ I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.