Psalms 17:12-15

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

¹³Arise, O Jehovah, go before his face, Cause him to bend. Deliver my soul from the wicked, Thy sword,

¹⁴From men, Thy hand, O Jehovah, From men of the world, their portion is in life, And with Thy hidden things Thou fillest their belly, They are satisfied with sons; And have left their abundance to their sucklings.

¹⁵I — in righteousness, I see Thy face; I am satisfied, in awaking, with Thy form!