The roaring of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, and the teeth of the young lions, are broken.
Break their teeth, O God, in their mouth. Break out the great teeth of the young lions, O LORD.
There is a generation whose teeth are swords, and their jaw teeth, knives, to devour the poor from off the earth, and the needy from among men.
My soul is among lions. I lay among those who are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
Arise, O LORD. Save me, O my God. For thou have smitten all my enemies upon the cheek bone. Thou have broken the teeth of the wicked.
And I broke the jaws of the unrighteous, and plucked the prey out of his teeth.
But he saves from the sword of their mouth, even the needy from the hand of the mighty.
Let them melt away as water that runs with haste. When he aims his arrows, let them be as though they were cut off,