"In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him."
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Hast thou given the horse strength? hast thou clothed his neck with thunder?
Lo now, his strength is in his loins, and his force is in the navel of his belly.
I will ransom them from the power of the grave; I will redeem them from death: O death, I will be thy plagues; O grave, I will be thy destruction: repentance shall be hid from mine eyes.
O death, where is thy sting? O grave, where is thy victory?
The deep is boiling like a pot of spices, and the sea like a perfume-vessel.
In his neck lodgeth strength, and terror danceth before him.
In his neck remaineth strength, and sorrow is turned into joy before him.
\41:31\He maketh the deep to boil like a pot: he maketh the sea like a pot of ointment.
In his neck there is strength. Terror dances before him.
In his neck lodge doth strength, And before him doth grief exult.