Thou wentest forth for the salvation of thy people,\par\tab For the salvation of thine anointed;\par\tab Thou woundedst the head out of the house of the wicked man,\par\tab Laying bare the foundation even unto the neck. {\i Selah
and they cried with a great voice, saying, How long, O Master, the holy and true, dost thou not judge and avenge our blood on them that dwell on the earth?
For, lo, the wicked bend the bow,\par\tab They make ready their arrow upon the string,\par\tab That they may shoot in darkness at the upright in heart;
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me,\par\tab The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up:\par\tab The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
I will make mine arrows drunk with blood, And my sword shall devour flesh; With the blood of the slain and the captives, From the head of the leaders of the enemy.
He hath bent his bow like an enemy, he hath stood with his right hand as an adversary,\par\tab And hath slain all that were pleasant to the eye:\par\tab In the tent of the daughter of Zion he hath poured out his wrath like fire.