Job 4:10

They have gaped on me with their mouth. They have struck me on the cheek reproachfully. They gather themselves together against me.

Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge, who eat up my people as they eat bread, and don’t call on Yahweh?

All my bones shall say, “Yahweh, who is like you, who delivers the poor from him who is too strong for him; yes, the poor and the needy from him who robs him?”

His mouth was smooth as butter, but his heart was war. His words were softer than oil, yet they were drawn swords.

Break their teeth, God, in their mouth. Break out the great teeth of the young lions, Yahweh.

Behold, they spew with their mouth. Swords are in their lips, “For”, they say, “who hears us?”

Fraudulent food is sweet to a man, but afterwards his mouth is filled with gravel.

A man who gives false testimony against his neighbor is like a club, a sword, or a sharp arrow.

A lion has gone up from his thicket, and a destroyer of nations. He is on his way. He has gone out from his place, to make your land desolate, that your cities be laid waste, without inhabitant.

but nobody can tame the tongue. It is a restless evil, full of deadly poison.

If I have sinned, what do I do to you, you watcher of men? Why have you set me as a mark for you, so that I am a burden to myself?

Arise, Yahweh, in your anger. Lift up yourself against the rage of my adversaries. Awake for me. You have commanded judgment.

Arise, Yahweh! God, lift up your hand! Don’t forget the helpless.

Lord, how long will you look on? Rescue my soul from their destruction, my precious life from the lions.

who sharpen their tongue like a sword, and aim their arrows, deadly words,

They have sharpened their tongues like a serpent. Viper’s poison is under their lips.

There is one who speaks rashly like the piercing of a sword, but the tongue of the wise heals.

Daughter of my people, clothe yourself with sackcloth, and wallow in ashes! Mourn, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation, for the destroyer will suddenly come on us.

“Israel is a hunted sheep. The lions have driven him away. First, the king of Assyria devoured him, and now at last Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon has broken his bones.”

Hear this, you who desire to swallow up the needy, and cause the poor of the land to fail,

I went out after him, and struck him, and rescued it out of his mouth. When he arose against me, I caught him by his beard, and struck him, and killed him.

I broke the jaws of the unrighteous and plucked the prey out of his teeth.

Arise, Yahweh! Save me, my God! For you have struck all of my enemies on the cheek bone. You have broken the teeth of the wicked.

Return, Yahweh. Deliver my soul, and save me for your loving kindness’ sake.

Arise, Yahweh! Don’t let man prevail. Let the nations be judged in your sight.

Break the arm of the wicked. As for the evil man, seek out his wickedness until you find none.

“Because of the oppression of the weak and because of the groaning of the needy, I will now arise,” says Yahweh; “I will set him in safety from those who malign him.”

Arise, Yahweh, confront him. Cast him down. Deliver my soul from the wicked by your sword;

Wake up! Rise up to defend me, my God! My Lord, contend for me!

Wake up! Why do you sleep, Lord? Arise! Don’t reject us forever.

Your tongue plots destruction, like a sharp razor, working deceitfully.

Let them be like a snail which melts and passes away, like the stillborn child, who has not seen the sun.

You, Yahweh God of Armies, the God of Israel, rouse yourself to punish the nations. Show no mercy to the wicked traitors.

Why do you draw back your hand, even your right hand? Take it from your chest and consume them!

when God arose to judgment, to save all the afflicted ones of the earth.

Blessed be Yahweh, who has not given us as a prey to their teeth.

Then I returned and saw all the oppressions that are done under the sun: and behold, the tears of those who were oppressed, and they had no comforter; and on the side of their oppressors there was power; but they had no comforter.

Your country is desolate. Your cities are burned with fire. Strangers devour your land in your presence and it is desolate, as overthrown by strangers.

Their roaring will be like a lioness. They will roar like young lions. Yes, they shall roar, and seize their prey and carry it off, and there will be no one to deliver.

Awake, awake, put on strength, arm of Yahweh! Awake, as in the days of old, the generations of ancient times. Isn’t it you who cut Rahab in pieces, who pierced the monster?

Their tongue is a deadly arrow. It speaks deceit. One speaks peaceably to his neighbor with his mouth, but in his heart, he waits to ambush him.

“I will make Jerusalem heaps, a dwelling place of jackals. I will make the cities of Judah a desolation, without inhabitant.”

Then they said, “Come! Let’s devise plans against Jeremiah; for the law won’t perish from the priest, nor counsel from the wise, nor the word from the prophet. Come, and let’s strike him with the tongue, and let’s not give heed to any of his words.”

They will roar together like young lions. They will growl as lions’ cubs.

He has made my flesh and my skin old. He has broken my bones.

Let him give his cheek to him who strikes him. Let him be filled full of reproach.

Where is the den of the lions, and the feeding place of the young lions, where the lion and the lioness walked, the lion’s cubs, and no one made them afraid?

But they insisted, saying, “He stirs up the people, teaching throughout all Judea, beginning from Galilee even to this place.”

“Their throat is an open tomb. With their tongues they have used deceit.” “The poison of vipers is under their lips.”

They had hair like women’s hair, and their teeth were like those of lions.

Then Jael Heber’s wife took a tent peg, and took a hammer in her hand, and went softly to him, and struck the pin into his temples, and it pierced through into the ground, for he was in a deep sleep; so he fainted and died.

When David had come to the top, where God was worshiped, behold, Hushai the Archite came to meet him with his tunic torn, and earth on his head.

For the battle was there spread over the surface of all the country, and the forest devoured more people that day than the sword devoured.

But he saves from the sword of their mouth, even the needy from the hand of the mighty.

Am I a sea, or a sea monster, that you put a guard over me?

I was at ease, and he broke me apart. Yes, he has taken me by the neck, and dashed me to pieces. He has also set me up for his target.

Yahweh, you have heard the desire of the humble. You will prepare their heart. You will cause your ear to hear,

Help, Yahweh; for the godly man ceases. For the faithful fail from among the children of men.

I will pursue my enemies, and overtake them. I won’t turn away until they are consumed.

Save, Yahweh! Let the King answer us when we call!

though you have crushed us in the haunt of jackals, and covered us with the shadow of death.

My soul is among lions. I lie among those who are set on fire, even the sons of men, whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.

Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.

My soul has had her dwelling too long with him who hates peace.

There is a generation whose teeth are like swords, and their jaws like knives, to devour the poor from the earth, and the needy from among men.

Every stroke of the rod of punishment, which Yahweh will lay on him, will be with the sound of tambourines and harps. He will fight with them in battles, brandishing weapons.

The young lions have roared at him and yelled. They have made his land waste. His cities are burned up, without inhabitant.

House of David, Yahweh says, ‘Execute justice in the morning, and deliver him who is robbed out of the hand of the oppressor, lest my wrath go out like fire, and burn so that no one can quench it, because of the evil of your doings.

He has also broken my teeth with gravel. He has covered me with ashes.