Doth not their excellency which is in them go away? they die, even without wisdom.
For it increaseth. Thou huntest me as a fierce lion: and again thou shewest thyself marvellous upon me.
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.
Pull me out of the net that they have laid privily for me: for thou art my strength.
For every beast of the forest is mine, and the cattle upon a thousand hills.