He bent His bow and set me as the target for His arrow.
For Your arrows have pierced me deeply, and Your hand has pressed down on me.
If I have sinned, what have I done to You, O watcher of mankind? Why have You made me Your target, so that I am a burden
For the arrows of the Almighty have pierced me; my spirit drinks in their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against
If one does not repent, God will sharpen His sword; He has bent and strung His bow.
He has bent His bow like an enemy; His right hand is positioned. Like a foe He has killed all who were pleasing to the e
I was at ease, but He shattered me; He seized me by the neck and crushed me. He has set me up as His target;