For now I should have lain down and been quiet. I should have slept. Then I would have been at rest

The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, and the teeth of the young lions, are broken.

The old lion perishes for lack of prey, and the whelps of the lioness are scattered abroad.

He shall lean upon his house, but it shall not stand. He shall hold fast thereby, but it shall not endure.

And if [my head] exalts itself, thou hunt me as a lion. And again thou show thyself marvelous upon me.

The proud beasts have not trodden it, nor has the fierce lion passed thereby.

Who determined the measures of it, if thou know? Or who stretched the line upon it?