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He is like a lion eager to tear [his prey],
And like a young lion lurking in hiding places.

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Arise, O Lord, confront him, cast him down;
Save my soul from the wicked with Your sword,
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From men with Your hand, O Lord,
From men of the world [these moths of the night] whose portion [of enjoyment] is in this life—idle and vain,
And whose belly You fill with Your treasure;
They are satisfied with children,
And they leave what they have left [of wealth] to their children.