Many bulls have compassed me; Strong bulls of Bashan have beset me round.

My soul shall make her boast in Jehovah: The meek shall hear thereof, and be glad.

Thy righteousness is like the mountains of God; Thy judgments are a great deep: O Jehovah, thou preservest man and beast.

Behold, thou hast made my days as handbreadths; And my life-time is as nothing before thee: Surely every man at his best estate is altogether vanity. Selah

In God have we made our boast all the day long, And we will give thanks unto thy name for ever. Selah

They that trust in their wealth, And boast themselves in the multitude of their riches;

For every beast of the forest is mine, And the cattle upon a thousand hills.

Rebuke the wild beast of the reeds, The multitude of the bulls, with the calves of the peoples, Trampling under foot the pieces of silver: He hath scattered the peoples that delight in war.

So brutish was I, and ignorant; I was as a beast before thee.

Oh deliver not the soul of thy turtle-dove unto the wild beast: Forget not the life of thy poor for ever.

For a thousand years in thy sight Are but as yesterday when it is past, And as a watch in the night.

They prate, they speak arrogantly: All the workers of iniquity boast themselves.

Let all them be put to shame that serve graven images, That boast themselves of idols: Worship him, all ye gods.

They give drink to every beast of the field; The wild asses quench their thirst.

Who smote the first-born of Egypt, Both of man and beast;

Thou hast beset me behind and before, And laid thy hand upon me.

He giveth to the beast his food, And to the young ravens which cry.