Job

I reckoned till morning, that, as a lion, so will he break all my bones: from day even to night wilt thou make an end of me.

He was unto me as a bear lying in wait, and as a lion in secret places.

Which doeth great things and unsearchable; marvellous things without number:

He teareth me in his wrath, who hateth me: he gnasheth upon me with his teeth; mine enemy sharpeneth his eyes upon me.

Moreover, my father, see, yea, see the skirt of thy robe in my hand: for in that I cut off the skirt of thy robe, and killed thee not, know thou and see that there is neither evil nor transgression in mine hand, and I have not sinned against thee; yet thou huntest my soul to take it.