For, lo, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may privily shoot at the upright in heart.

Thine arrows are sharp in the heart of the king's enemies; whereby the people fall under thee.

Who whet their tongue like a sword, and bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words:

But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly shall they be wounded.

Cast forth lightning, and scatter them: shoot out thine arrows, and destroy them.

I will heap mischiefs upon them; I will spend mine arrows upon them.

I will make mine arrows drunk with blood, and my sword shall devour flesh; and that with the blood of the slain and of the captives, from the beginning of revenges upon the enemy.

For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.

He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.

He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.

The sun and moon stood still in their habitation: at the light of thine arrows they went, and at the shining of thy glittering spear.

Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people, even for salvation with thine anointed; thou woundedst the head out of the house of the wicked, by discovering the foundation unto the neck. Selah.

Seeing it is a righteous thing with God to recompense tribulation to them that trouble you;

And they cried with a loud voice, saying, How long, O Lord, holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood on them that dwell on the earth?

For they have shed the blood of saints and prophets, and thou hast given them blood to drink; for they are worthy.