The roar of the lion, and the voice of the fierce lion, and the teeth of the young lions, are broken.
I broke the fangs of the wicked, and plucked the prey out of his teeth.
But He saves the poor from the sword, from their mouth, and from the hand of the mighty.
Arise, O Jehovah; save me, O my God; for You have struck all my enemies on the cheekbone. You have broken the teeth of the ungodly.
My soul is among lions; I lie among those on fire, the sons of men whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.
O God, break their teeth in their mouth; break out the big teeth of the young lions, O Jehovah.
Let them melt away like waters; they run off to them; he bends his arrows, let them be as though they were cut off.
There is a generation whose teeth are like swords, and their jaw teeth like knives, to devour the poor from off the earth, and the needy from among men.