He is to me like a bear lying in wait, A lion in hiding.
If I lift it up high, you hunt me as a lion, and again You would show Yourself marvellous against me.
He lies in wait in a secret place, as a lion in his den; He lies in wait to catch the poor; He catches the poor, drawing him into his net.
Like a lion who is eager to tear his prey, And as a young lion crouching in cover.
“I soothed myself until morning. Like a lion, so He shatters all my bones. From day to night You make an end of me.
He has turned aside my ways And torn me in pieces, He has laid me waste.
He has blocked my ways with hewn stone, He has made my paths crooked.
“For I am like a lion to Ephrayim, and like a young lion to the house of Yehuḏ
‘Come, and let us turn back to יהוה. For He has torn but He does heal us, He has stricken but He binds us up.