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

The old lion perisheth for lack of prey, And the whelps of the lioness are scattered abroad.

And if my head exalt itself, thou huntest me as a lion; And again thou showest thyself marvellous upon me.

The proud beasts have not trodden it, Nor hath the fierce lion passed thereby.