Psalms 10:9
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.
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.
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7Of oaths his mouth is full, And deceits, and fraud: Under his tongue `is' perverseness and iniquity,
8He doth sit in an ambush of the villages, In secret places he doth slay the innocent. His eyes for the afflicted watch secretly,
10He is bruised -- he boweth down, Fallen by his mighty ones hath the afflicted.
11`Our steps now have compassed `him';' Their eyes they set to turn aside in the land.
12His likeness as a lion desirous to tear, As a young lion dwelling in secret places.
8For he is sent into a net by his own feet, And on a snare he doth walk habitually.
9Seize on the heel doth a gin, Prevail over him do the designing.
10Hidden in the earth is his cord, And his trap on the path.
10A bear lying in wait He `is' to me, A lion in secret hiding-places.
11My ways He is turning aside, and He pulleth me in pieces, He hath made me a desolation.
17Surely in vain is the net spread out before the eyes of any bird.
18And they for their own blood lay wait, They watch secretly for their own lives.
2Through the pride of the wicked, Is the poor inflamed, They are caught in devices that they devised.
26For the wicked have been found among My people. It looketh about the covering of snares, They have set up a trap -- men they capture.
27As a cage full of fowls, So their houses are full of deceit, Therefore they have been great, and are rich.
39Dost thou hunt for a lion prey? And the desire of young lions fulfil?
40When they bow down in dens -- Abide in a thicket for a covert?
7For without cause they hid for me their netpit, Without cause they digged for my soul.
8Meet him doth desolation -- he knoweth not, And his net that he hid catcheth him, For desolation he falleth into it.
15A growling lion, and a ranging bear, `Is' the wicked ruler over a poor people.
32The wicked is watching for the righteous, And is seeking to put him to death.
12The lion is tearing parts `for' his whelps, And is strangling for his lionesses, And he doth fill `with' prey his holes, And his habitations `with' rapine.
15Sunk have nations in a pit they made, In a net that they hid hath their foot been captured.
14A sword have the wicked opened, And they have trodden their bow, To cause to fall the poor and needy, To slaughter the upright of the way.
38He hath forsaken, as a young lion, His covert, Surely their land hath become a desolation, Because of the oppressing fierceness, And because of the fierceness of His anger!
5The proud hid a snare for me -- and cords, They spread a net by the side of the path, Snares they have set for me. Selah.
29Its roaring `is' like a lioness, It roareth like young lions, And it howleth, and seizeth prey, And carrieth away safely, and there is none delivering.
14At the light doth the murderer rise, He doth slay the poor and needy, And in the night he is as a thief.
8And set against it do nations Round about from the provinces. And they spread out for it their net, In their pit it hath been caught.
11If they say, `Come with us, we lay wait for blood, We watch secretly for the innocent without cause,
12We swallow them as Sheol -- alive, And whole -- as those going down `to' the pit,
10Therefore round about thee `are' snares, And trouble thee doth fear suddenly.
13They have opened against me their mouth, A lion tearing and roaring.
4To shoot in secret places the perfect, Suddenly they shoot him, and fear not.
5They strengthen for themselves an evil thing, They recount of the hiding of snares, They have said, `Who doth look at it?'
9Keep me from the gin they laid for me, Even snares of workers of iniquity.
10The wicked fall in their nets together, till I pass over!
2To turn aside from judgment the poor, And to take violently away the judgment Of the afflicted of My people, That widows may be their prey, That the fatherless they may spoil.
2For lo, the wicked tread a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.
2Lest he tear as a lion my soul, Rending, and there is no deliverer.
12The wicked is devising against the righteous, And gnashing against him his teeth.
22A cry is heard from their houses, For Thou bringest against them suddenly a troop, For they dug a pit to capture me, And snares they have hidden for my feet.
7And I am to them as a lion, As a leopard by the way I look out.
6They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul.
7And the miser -- his instruments `are' evil, He hath counselled wicked devices, To corrupt the poor with lying sayings, Even when the needy speaketh justly.
6And it goeth up and down in the midst of lions, A young lion it hath been, And it learneth to tear prey, man it hath devoured.
3For, lo, they laid wait for my soul, Assembled against me are strong ones, Not my transgression nor my sin, O Jehovah.
11An exactor layeth a snare for all that he hath, And strangers spoil his labour.
24Lo, the people as a lioness riseth, And as a lion he lifteth himself up, He lieth not down till he eateth prey, And blood of pierced ones doth drink.'
8Be sober, vigilant, because your opponent the devil, as a roaring lion, doth walk about, seeking whom he may swallow up,