He is like a bear about to attack me, like a lion that is in a hiding place.
“Come, let’s go back to the Lord. He hurt us, but he will heal us. He wounded us, but he will put bandages on us.
I will be like a lion to Ephraim, like a young lion to the nation of Judah. I—yes, I myself—will rip them to pieces. I will carry them away, and no one can save them.
All night I cried as loud as a lion, but my hopes were crushed like a lion eating bones. You finished my life in such a short time.
They are like lions hiding in the bushes to catch weak and helpless animals. They lay their traps for the poor, who are caught in their nets.
If I have any success and feel proud, you hunt me down like a lion and show your power over me.
Like hungry lions, they want to kill and eat. Like young lions, they hide, ready to attack.
He has blocked up my path with stones. He has made my path crooked.
He led me off my path. He tore me to pieces and ruined me.