⁹ Is a Reem willing to serve thee? Doth he lodge by thy crib?

²² God is bringing them out from Egypt, As the swiftness of a Reem is to him;

¹⁷ His honour `is' a firstling of his ox, And his horns `are' horns of a reem; By them peoples he doth push together To the ends of earth; And they `are' the myriads of Ephraim, And they `are' the thousands of Manasseh.

¹⁰ And Thou exaltest as a reem my horn, I have been anointed with fresh oil.

²¹ Save me from the mouth of a lion: -- And -- from the horns of the high places Thou hast answered me!

³ An ox hath known its owner, And an ass the crib of its master, Israel hath not known, My people hath not understood.