God has brought them out of Egypt; He fights for them like a wild ox.

God brought them out of Egypt; He fights for them like a wild ox. They devour their enemies, Crush their bones, smash their arrows.

Joseph has the strength of a bull, The horns of a wild ox. His horns are Manasseh's thousands And Ephraim's ten thousands. With them he gores the nations And pushes them to the ends of the earth."

Will a wild ox work for you? Is he willing to spend the night in your stable?

Can you hold one with a rope and make him plow? Or make him pull a harrow in your fields?

You have made me as strong as a wild ox; you have blessed me with happiness.

Rebuke Egypt, that wild animal in the reeds; rebuke the nations, that herd of bulls with their calves, until they all bow down and offer you their silver. Scatter those people who love to make war!

Even her hired soldiers are helpless as calves. They did not stand and fight; all of them turned and ran. The day of their doom had arrived, the time of their destruction.

The LORD says, "People of Babylonia, you plundered my nation. You are happy and glad, going about like a cow threshing grain or like a neighing horse,

Kill all their soldiers! Slaughter them! The people of Babylonia are doomed! The time has come for them to be punished!"