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.
Psalm 57:4 - Psalms of David in Metre 1650 (Scottish Psalter) My soul among fierce lions is, I firebrands live among, Men's sons, whose teeth are spears and darts, a sharp sword is their tongue. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 My soul is among lions: And I lie even among them that are set on fire, Even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition My life is among lions; I must lie among those who are aflame–the sons of men whose teeth are spears and arrows, their tongues sharp swords. American Standard Version (1901) My soul is among lions; I lie among them that are set on fire, Even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword. Common English Bible My life is in the middle of a pack of lions. I lie down among those who devour humans. Their teeth are spears and arrows; their tongues are sharpened swords. Catholic Public Domain Version Sinners have become foreigners from the womb; they have gone astray from conception. They have been speaking falsehoods. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version The wicked are alienated from the womb; they have gone astray from the womb: they have spoken false things. |
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.
How long, Lord, look'st thou on? from those destructions they intend Rescue my soul, from lions young my darling do defend.
O send thy light forth and thy truth; let them be guides to me, And bring me to thine holy hill, ev'n where thy dwellings be.
Thy tongue mischievous calumnies deviseth subtilely, Like to a razor sharp to cut, working deceitfully.
More smooth than butter were his words, while in his heart was war; His speeches were more soft than oil, and yet drawn swords they are.
Their teeth, O God, within their mouth break thou in pieces small; The great teeth break thou out, O Lord, of these young lions all.
Behold, they belch out with their mouth, and in their lips are swords: For they do say thus, Who is he that now doth hear our words?
Who do their tongues with malice whet, and make them cut like swords; In whose bent bows are arrows set, ev'n sharp and bitter words: