The slothful hath said, 'A lion is in the way, A lion is in the broad places.'

The wrath of a king is a growl as of a young lion, And as dew on the herb his good-will.

The fear of a king is a growl as of a young lion, He who is causing him to be wroth is wronging his soul.

The slothful hath said, 'A lion is without, In the midst of the broad places I am slain.'

The wicked have fled and there is no pursuer. And the righteous as a young lion is confident.

A growling lion, and a ranging bear, Is the wicked ruler over a poor people.

An old lion -- mighty among beasts, That turneth not back from the face of any,