The wild animals go to their lairs, and in their dens they remain.
when they crouch in their dens, when they wait in ambush in the thicket?
The Lord is like a lion who has left his lair.
The lion tore apart as much prey as his cubs needed
This is how the once-proud city will end up
The Lord said,
Listen! News is coming even now.
Where are the king of Hamath, the king of Arpad, and the king of Lair,
Where are the king of Hamath, the king of Arpad, and the kings of Lair,
Like a lion that has come up from its lair
He lies in ambush in a hidden place, like a lion in a thicket;
For the fortress is neglected; the once-crowded
“Hazor will become a permanent wasteland, a place where only jackals live.
Then I will return again to my lair until they have suffered their punishment.
The people I call my own attack me like birds of prey or like hyenas.