He is to me like a bearlyingin wait,[Like] a lionin secretplaces.
Should [my head] be liftedup, You would huntme like a lion;And againYou would showYour poweragainst me.
He lurksin a hidingplaceas a lionin his lair;He lurksto catchthe afflicted;He catchesthe afflictedwhen he drawshim into his net.
He is likea lionthat is eagerto tear,And as a younglionlurkingin hidingplaces.
"I composed[my soul] untilmorning.Like a lion--soHe breaksallmy bones,From dayuntilnightYou makean endof me.
He has turnedasidemy waysand tornme to pieces;He has mademe desolate.
He has blockedmy wayswith hewnstone;He has mademy pathscrooked.
For I [will be] like a lionto EphraimAnd like a younglionto the houseof Judah.I, even I, will tearto pieces and goaway, I will carryaway, and therewill be noneto deliver.
"Come,let us returnto the LORD.For He has torn[us], but He will healus; He has wounded[us], but He will bandageus.
