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

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

14 From 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.

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12 They are like a lion(A) hungry for prey,(B)
    like a fierce lion crouching in cover.

13 Rise up,(C) Lord, confront them, bring them down;(D)
    with your sword rescue me from the wicked.
14 By your hand save me from such people, Lord,
    from those of this world(E) whose reward is in this life.(F)
May what you have stored up for the wicked fill their bellies;
    may their children gorge themselves on it,
    and may there be leftovers(G) for their little ones.

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