Who can open the doors of its mouth? Its teeth all around are fearsome.

Strength lodges in its neck, and despair runs before it.

Call to mind now: Who, being innocent, ever perished? And where were upright people ever destroyed?

And you will know that your home will be secure, and when you inspect your domains, you will not be missing anything.

For now you have become like these streams that are no help; you see a terror, and are afraid.

I dread all my sufferings, for I know that you do not hold me blameless.

You will lie down with no one to make you afraid, and many will seek your favor.

He does not expect to escape from darkness; he is marked for the sword;

Distress and anguish terrify him; they prevail against him like a king ready to launch an attack,

He is dragged from the security of his tent, and marched off to the king of terrors.

People of the west are appalled at his fate; people of the east are seized with horror, saying,

When he pulls it out and it comes out of his back, the gleaming point out of his liver, terrors come over him.

For all of them, the morning is to them like deep darkness; they are friends with the terrors of darkness.

God may let them rest in a feeling of security, but he is constantly watching all their ways.

If I smiled at them, they hardly believed it; and they did not cause the light of my face to darken.

Terrors are turned loose on me; they drive away my honor like the wind, and like a cloud my deliverance has passed away.

The godless at heart nourish anger, they do not cry out even when he binds them.

From the north he comes in golden splendor; around God is awesome majesty.

It paws the ground in the valley, exulting mightily, it goes out to meet the weapons.

If the river rages, it is not disturbed, it is secure, though the Jordan should surge up to its mouth.