Lamentations 3:13
He has caused the arrows of His quiver to pierce my innermost parts.
He has caused the arrows of His quiver to pierce my innermost parts.
He has pierced my inward parts with the arrows from His quiver.
He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.
He hath caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my reins.
He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.
The arowes of his quyuer hath he shot, euen in to my reynes.
Hee caused the arrowes of his quiuer to enter into my reines.
The arrowes of his quiuer hath he shot, euen into my reynes.
He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.
He has caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my reins.
He hath caused to enter into my reins The sons of His quiver.
He hath caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my reins.
He hath caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my reins.
He has let loose his arrows into the inmost parts of my body.
He has caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my kidneys.
ה(He) He shot his arrows into my heart.
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11He has turned aside my ways and torn me to pieces; He has made me desolate.
12He has bent His bow and set me as a target for the arrow.
12I was at ease, but he has broken me apart; he has also seized me by my neck and shaken me to pieces and set me up as his target.
13His archers surround me, he cleaves my entrails asunder and does not spare; he pours out my gall upon the ground.
14He breaks me with breach upon breach; he runs upon me like a giant.
2For your arrows pierce deeply into me, and your hand presses me hard.
13He has also prepared for him the instruments of death; he ordains his arrows against the persecutors.
21Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pierced in my mind.
13From above he has sent fire into my bones, and it prevails against them: he has spread a net for my feet, he has turned me back: he has made me desolate and faint all the day.
4For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison which drinks up my spirit; the terrors of God have arrayed themselves against me.
5Your arrows are sharp in the heart of the king's enemies; by which the people fall under you.
2And he has made my mouth like a sharp sword; in the shadow of his hand he has hidden me, and made me a polished arrow; in his quiver he has hidden me;
4Sharp arrows of the mighty, with coals of juniper.
14I was a ridicule to all my people; their song all the day.
15He has filled me with bitterness, He has made me drunk with wormwood.
16He has also broken my teeth with gravel stones; He has covered me with ashes.
7But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly they shall be wounded.
2For behold, the wicked bend their bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, to secretly shoot at the upright in heart.
3Surely against me He is turned; He turns His hand against me all day long.
4My flesh and my skin He has made old; He has broken my bones.
5He has built against me and surrounded me with bitterness and hardship.
6He has set me in dark places, like those long dead.
24He shall flee from the iron weapon, and the bow of bronze shall strike him through.
25It is drawn, and comes out of the body; yes, the glittering sword comes out of his gall; terrors are upon him.
14The wicked have drawn the sword and have bent their bow, to cast down the poor and needy, and to slay those who are of upright conduct.
15Their sword shall enter their own heart, and their bows shall be broken.
23The quiver rattles against it, the flashing spear and the javelin.
35He teaches my hands to war; so that a bow of steel is broken by my arms.
28The arrow cannot make him flee; sling stones are turned to stubble by him.
23I will heap disasters upon them; I will use up my arrows against them.
17My bones are pierced in me at night, and my sinews find no rest.
34He teaches my hands to war, so that a bow of bronze is broken by my arms.
3For the enemy has persecuted my soul; he has crushed my life to the ground; he has made me dwell in darkness, like those long dead.
23Until a dart strikes through his liver; as a bird hastes to the snare, and does not know that it is for his life.
20Behold, O LORD; for I am in distress: my heart is troubled; my heart is turned within me; for I have grievously rebelled: abroad the sword bereaves, at home there is as death.
14You pierced with his own staves the head of his villages. They came out like a whirlwind to scatter me; their rejoicing was like to devour the poor secretly.
12Therefore, you shall make them turn their back; you shall make ready your arrows on your strings against their face.
3The plowers plowed upon my back; they made long their furrows.
9He has enclosed my ways with hewn stone; He has made my paths crooked.
4He has bent His bow like an enemy: He stood with His right hand as an adversary, and killed all that were pleasant to the eye in the tabernacle of the daughter of Zion: He poured out His fury like fire.
4My heart is in anguish within me, and the terrors of death have fallen upon me.
3The battle went sore against Saul, and the archers hit him; and he was critically wounded by the archers.
3The battle pressed hard against Saul, and the archers hit him, and he was wounded by the archers.
27My insides boiled and did not rest: the days of affliction confronted me.
3Who sharpen their tongue like a sword, and bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words.
14I am poured out like water, and all my bones are out of joint; my heart is like wax; it is melted within me.
3Therefore my loins are filled with pain; pangs have seized me, like the pangs of a woman in labor. I was bent over when I heard it; I was dismayed when I saw it.
13For You have formed my inward parts; You have covered me in my mother's womb.
3And I will strike your bow out of your left hand, and cause your arrows to fall out of your right hand.
11He has also kindled His wrath against me and counts me as one of His enemies.