22 Strength dwells in his neck,
And¹ sorrow dances before him. ‡

23 The folds of his flesh are joined together;
They are firm on him and cannot be moved.

25 When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid;
Because of his crashings they¹ are beside themselves. ‡

26 Though the sword reaches him, it cannot avail;
Nor does spear, dart, or javelin.