18 The high hills [are] a refuge for the wild goats; [and] the rocks for the conies.
19 He appointeth the moon for seasons: the sun knoweth his going down.
20 Thou makest darkness, and it is night: in which all the beasts of the forest do creep [forth].
21 The young lions roar after their prey, and seek their food from God.
22 The sun ariseth, they collect, and lay themselves down in their dens.
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