Psalms 57:4
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My soul is among the lions; I lie down with ravenous beasts— with men whose teeth are spears and arrows, whose tongues are sharp swords.
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O God, shatter their teeth in their mouths; O LORD, tear out the fangs of the lions.
there is a generation whose teeth are swords and whose jaws are knives, devouring the oppressed from the earth and the needy from among men.
How long, O Lord, will You look on? Rescue my soul from their ravages, my precious life from these lions.
His speech is smooth as butter, but war is in his heart. His words are softer than oil, yet they are swords unsheathed.
who sharpen their tongues like swords and aim their bitter words like arrows,
Speaking rashly is like a piercing sword, but the tongue of the wise brings healing.
Your tongue devises destruction like a sharpened razor, O worker of deceit.
See what they spew from their mouths— sharp words from their lips: “For who can hear us?”
Like a roaring lion or a charging bear is a wicked ruler over a helpless people.
He lies in wait like a lion in a thicket; he lurks to seize the oppressed; he catches the lowly in his net.