¹¹ Because he hath loosed my cord, and afflicted me, they have also let loose the bridle before me.

³⁴ He teacheth my hands to war, so that a bow of steel is broken by mine arms.

¹² Mine age is departed, and is removed from me as a shepherd's tent: I have cut off like a weaver my life: he will cut me off with pining sickness: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.