Psalms 64:7
And God doth shoot them `with' an arrow, Sudden have been their wounds,
And God doth shoot them `with' an arrow, Sudden have been their wounds,
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2 Hidest me from the secret counsel of evil doers, From the tumult of workers of iniquity.
3 Who sharpened as a sword their tongue, They directed their arrow -- a bitter word.
4 To shoot in secret places the perfect, Suddenly they shoot him, and fear not.
5 They strengthen for themselves an evil thing, They recount of the hiding of snares, They have said, `Who doth look at it?'
6 They search out perverse things, `We perfected a searching search,' And the inward part of man, and the heart `are' deep.
8 And they cause him to stumble, Against them `is' their own tongue, Every looker on them fleeth away.
7 They are melted as waters, They go up and down for themselves, His arrow proceedeth as they cut themselves off.
2 For lo, the wicked tread a bow, They have prepared their arrow on the string, To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.
11 For they stretched out against Thee evil, They devised a wicked device, they prevail not,
12 For Thou makest them a butt, When Thy strings Thou preparest against their faces.
14 A sword have the wicked opened, And they have trodden their bow, To cause to fall the poor and needy, To slaughter the upright of the way.
15 Their sword doth enter into their own heart, And their bows are shivered.
23 I gather upon them evils, Mine arrows I consume upon them.
26 For they have pursued him Thou hast smitten, And recount of the pain of Thy pierced ones.
27 Give punishment for their iniquity, And they enter not into Thy righteousness.
13 Yea, for him He hath prepared Instruments of death, His arrows for burning pursuers He maketh.
12 He hath trodden His bow, And setteth me up as a mark for an arrow.
13 He hath caused to enter into my reins The sons of His quiver.
5 Thine arrows `are' sharp, -- Peoples fall under Thee -- In the heart of the enemies of the king.
6 They assemble, they hide, they watch my heels, When they have expected my soul.
7 By iniquity they escape, In anger the peoples put down, O God.
24 He fleeth from an iron weapon, Pass through him doth a bow of brass.
4 Sharp arrows of a mighty one, with broom-coals.
10 They cause him to run on the edge of the sword, A portion for foxes they are.
8 A slaughtering arrow `is' their tongue, Deceit it hath spoken in its mouth, Peace with its neighbour it speaketh, And in its heart it layeth its ambush,
3 Till when do ye devise mischief against a man? Ye are destroyed all of you, As a wall inclined, a hedge that is cast down.
6 Send forth lightning, and scatter them, Send forth Thine arrows, and trouble them,
24 Pour upon them Thine indignation, And the fierceness of Thine anger doth seize them.
10 Declare them guilty, O God, Let them fall from their own counsels, In the abundance of their transgressions Drive them away, Because they have rebelled against Thee.
8 Meet him doth desolation -- he knoweth not, And his net that he hid catcheth him, For desolation he falleth into it.
26 As wicked He hath stricken them, In the place of beholders.
16 Its quiver `is' as an open sepulchre, All of them -- mighty ones.
15 Therefore suddenly cometh his calamity, Instantly he is broken -- and no healing.
23 And turneth back on them their iniquity, And in their wickedness cutteth them off; Jehovah our God doth cut them off!
40 And have caused an assembly to come up against thee, And stoned thee with stones, And thrust thee through with their swords,
6 A net they have prepared for my steps, Bowed down hath my soul, They have digged before me a pit, They have fallen into its midst. Selah.
7 To do vengeance among nations, Punishments among the peoples.
23 Till an arrow doth split his liver, As a bird hath hastened unto a snare, And hath not known that it `is' for its life.
21 Only -- God doth smite The head of His enemies, The hairy crown of a habitual walker in his guilt.
15 Desolations `are' upon them, They go down `to' Sheol -- alive, For wickedness `is' in their dwelling, in their midst.
65 Thou givest to them a covered heart, Thy curse to them.
66 Thou pursuest in anger, and destroyest them, From under the heavens of Jehovah!
22 Their table before them is for a snare, And for a recompence -- for a trap.
11 `Our steps now have compassed `him';' Their eyes they set to turn aside in the land.
32 The wicked is watching for the righteous, And is seeking to put him to death.
12 The sin of their mouth `is' a word of their lips, And they are captured in their pride, And from the curse and lying they recount.
10 They cause to fall on themselves burning coals, Into fire He doth cast them, Into deep pits -- they arise not.
13 Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.
2 For Thine arrows have come down on me, And Thou lettest down upon me Thy hand.
38 I smite them, and they are not able to rise, They fall under my feet,