Psalms 22:13
Many bulls surround me; strong ones of Bashan encircle me.
Many bulls surround me; strong ones of Bashan encircle me.
They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
They gaped at me with their mouths, like a ravening and roaring lion.
They gaped upon me with their mouths, as a ravening and a roaring lion.
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They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as it were a rampinge and roaringe lyon.
They gape vpon me with their mouthes, as a ramping and roaring lyon.
They gape vpon me with their mouthes: as it were a rampyng and a roryng lion.
They gaped upon me [with] their mouths, [as] a ravening and a roaring lion.
They open their mouths wide against me, Lions tearing prey and roaring.
They have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and roaring.
They gape upon me with their mouth, `As' a ravening and a roaring lion.
They gape upon me with their mouth, [As] a ravening and a roaring lion.
I saw their mouths wide open, like lions crying after food.
They open their mouths wide against me, lions tearing prey and roaring.
They open their mouths to devour me like a roaring lion that rips its prey.
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12 Do not be far from me, for trouble is near, and there is no one to help.
11 They track my every step; they surround me and set their eyes to bring me down to the ground.
12 They are like a lion eager to tear its prey, like a young lion crouching in hiding.
9 His anger tears at me, and he hates me; he gnashes his teeth at me. My adversary sharpens his eyes against me.
10 They gape at me with their mouths; they strike my cheeks in scorn and together they conspire against me.
10 He is like a bear lying in wait for me, a lion in hiding.
11 He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
29 Their roar is like that of a lion; they roar like young lions. They growl and seize their prey and carry it off, with no one to rescue it.
30 On that day, they will roar over it like the roaring of the sea. And if one looks at the land, there is only darkness and distress; even the light is darkened by the clouds.
15 But when I stumbled, they rejoiced and gathered together; attackers I did not know came against me, ripping at me without ceasing.
16 Like godless mockers at a feast, they gnashed their teeth at me.
17 O Lord, how long will You look on? Rescue my soul from their devastations, my only life from fierce predators.
7 So I will become like a lion to them, like a leopard lying in wait by the path.
8 I will attack them like a bear robbed of her cubs; I will tear their hearts open. There I will devour them like a lion; a wild beast will rip them apart.
14 They open their mouths against me, like a lion ripping and roaring.
15 I am poured out like water, and all my bones are disjointed. My heart is like wax; it melts within me.
16 My strength is dried up like a broken piece of pottery, and my tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth; you lay me in the dust of death.
17 Dogs surround me; a band of evildoers encircles me; they have pierced my hands and feet.
2 O Lord, my God, I take refuge in You; save me from all my pursuers and deliver me.
4 He will send help from heaven and save me; He reproaches those who pursue me. Selah. God will send His steadfast love and His faithfulness.
6 For a nation has invaded my land, strong and without number. Its teeth are the teeth of a lion, and it has the fangs of a lioness.
10 The roar of the lion, the growl of the fierce lion, and the teeth of the young lions are shattered.
11 The old lion perishes for lack of prey, and the cubs of the lioness are scattered.
11 Devastation, desolation, and destruction! Hearts melt, knees tremble, loins shake, and all faces turn pale.
12 Where is the lion’s den, the lair of the young lions, where the lion went, the lioness went, and the lion’s cubs, with no one to disturb them?
13 I have calmed myself until morning; like a lion, He breaks all my bones. Day and night You bring me to an end.
21 The young lions roar for their prey, seeking their food from God.
6 It does not heed the voice of charmers, however skillful the enchanter may be.
2 For the mouth of the wicked and the mouth of deceit have opened against me; they have spoken against me with a lying tongue.
13 His archers surround me and pierce my kidneys without mercy; he pours my gall on the ground.
14 He breaks me with breach upon breach; he rushes at me like a warrior.
14 They come in as through a wide breach; chaos rolls in like a wave under the crash of destruction.
39 Can you hunt prey for the lion or satisfy the hunger of young lions,
40 when they crouch in their dens or lie in wait in the thicket?
21 They open their mouths wide against me and say, 'Aha, aha! Our eyes have seen it!'
6 He prowled among the lions; he became a young lion. He learned to tear prey and devoured people.
13 I am forgotten like someone dead and gone; I have become like a broken vessel.
7 But I am a worm and not a man, scorned by mankind and despised by the people.
24 'The people rise like a lioness; they rouse themselves like a lion. They will not lie down until they devour their prey and drink the blood of the slain.'
2 When evildoers come against me to devour my flesh, my adversaries and my enemies, they stumble and fall.
3 Pay attention to me and answer me. My thoughts are restless, and I am distraught.
38 They will roar together like young lions; they will growl like lion cubs.
15 Like a roaring lion or a charging bear is a wicked ruler over helpless people.
15 Young lions have roared against him; they have raised their voices. They have turned his land into a desolation; his towns are burned and uninhabited.
9 Protect me from the wicked who attack me, from my life’s enemies who surround me.
1 For the director, to the tune of 'The Doe of the Morning,' a psalm of David.
12 They surrounded me like bees; they were extinguished like burning thorns; in the name of the Lord, I cut them off.
16 If I rise up, You hunt me like a lion, and again show Your power against me.
7 They return in the evening, snarling like dogs as they prowl the city.
10 They detest me and keep far from me; they do not refrain from spitting in my face.