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When it is lifted up, like a howling lion, thou dost hunt me, Then again thou dost shew thyself marvellous against me.
One tearing in pieces his own soul in his anger, - For thy sake, shall the earth be forsaken? or the rock be moved out of its place?
Understand this, I pray you, ye forgetters of GOD, Lest I tear in pieces, and there be none to deliver: -
A bear lying in wait, he is to me, a lion, in secret places;
For, I, will be as a lion unto Ephraim, and as a young lion to the house of Judah, - I, I, will tear in pieces, and depart, I will carry off, and none be able to rescue.
Amidst profane praters of perversion, have they gnashed upon me with their teeth.
Plotting is the lawless one, against the just, and gnashing upon him with his teeth.
All thy foes, have opened wide, over thee their mouth, They have hissed, and gnashed their teeth, They have said - We have swallowed her up! Surely, this, is the day for which we have waited, We have found! We have seen!
Wherefore, thy face, shouldst thou hide? Or count me, as an enemy to thee?
Yea he hath kindled against me his anger, and accounted me towards him like unto his adversaries;
Do not rejoice, O mine enemy, against me, Though I fall, I shall rise again! Though I sit in darkness, Yahweh, is a light to me.