The Mighty God who brings them out of Egypt is like the lofty horns of an oryx.

The Mighty God is bringing him out of Egypt; he has lofty horns like an oryx; he shall consume the nations, his enemies; he shall break their bones and pierce them with his arrows.

His glory is like a firstborn bull, and his horns like the horns of the oryx; together with them He shall thrust the peoples to the ends of the earth; they are the ten thousands of Ephraim, and they are the thousands of Manasseh.

Will the oryx consent to serve you? Will he pass the night by your feeding trough?

Can you bind the oryx in the furrow with ropes? Or will he harrow the valleys after you?

But my horn You have exalted like an oryx; I have been anointed with fresh oil.

Rebuke the beasts of the reeds, the community of the bullheaded with the calves of the peoples, trampling with pieces of silver. Scatter the people who delight in war.

Also her hired ones are in her midst like calves of the stall; for they also have turned back, fleeing together. They did not stand, because the day of their calamity had come upon them, the time of their punishment.

Because you were glad, because you rejoiced, O destroyers of My inheritance; because you are fat like a heifer in lush grass, and bellow like bulls;

Kill all her bulls; let them go down to the slaughter. Woe to them! For their day has come, the time of their punishment.