His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.

On lion and asp thou treadest, Thou trampest young lion and dragon.

They have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and roaring.

Save me from the mouth of a lion: -- And -- from the horns of the high places Thou hast answered me!

Lest he tear as a lion my soul, Rending, and there is no deliverer.

He lieth in wait in a secret place, as a lion in a covert. He lieth in wait to catch the poor, He catcheth the poor, drawing him into his net.