¹² His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.

² Lest he tear as a lion my soul, Rending, and there is no deliverer.

⁹ He lieth in wait in a secret place, as a lion in a covert. He lieth in wait to catch the poor, He catcheth the poor, drawing him into his net.

¹³ They have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and roaring.

¹⁷ and the Lord stood by me, and did strengthen me, that through me the preaching might be fully assured, and all the nations might hear, and I was freed out of the mouth of a lion,

⁸ Be sober, vigilant, because your opponent the devil, as a roaring lion, doth walk about, seeking whom he may swallow up,