Psalm 17:12

Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter)

He like unto a lion is that's greedy of his prey, Or lion young, which lurking doth in secret places stay.

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Lest that the enemy my soul should, like a lion, tear, In pieces rending it, while there is no deliverer.

He, lion-like, lurks in his den; he waits the poor to take; And when he draws him in his net, his prey he doth him make.

Their mouths they open'd wide on me, upon me gape did they, Like to a lion ravening and roaring for his prey.