Kiss the son, lest he be angry, and you perish in the way, for his wrath will soon be kindled. Blessed are all those who take refuge in him.

lest they tear apart my soul like a lion, ripping it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.

Behold, and answer me, LORD, my God. Give light to my eyes, lest I sleep in death;

Lest my enemy say, "I have prevailed against him;" Lest my adversaries rejoice when I fall.

To you, LORD, I call. My rock, do not be deaf to me; lest, if you are silent to me, I would become like those who go down into the pit.

"Now consider this, you who forget God, lest I tear you into pieces, and there be none to deliver.