He is like a lion that is greedy of his prey, And as it were a young lion lurking in secret places.

Lest they tear my soul like a lion, Rending it in pieces, while there is none to deliver.

Thou shalt tread upon the lion and adder: The young lion and the serpent shalt thou trample under foot.

He lurketh in secret as a lion in his covert; He lieth in wait to catch the poor: He doth catch the poor, when he draweth him in his net.

They gape upon me with their mouth, As a ravening and a roaring lion.

Save me from the lion's mouth; Yea, from the horns of the wild-oxen thou hast answered me.