My heart was made bitter, and I was pained by the bite of grief:
Take your rest in the Lord, waiting quietly for him; do not be angry because of the man who does well in his evil ways, and gives effect to his bad designs.
His bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth.
He has let loose his arrows into the inmost parts of my body.
Because of my envy of the men of pride, when I saw the well-being of the wrongdoers.
Of David. Do not be angry because of the wrongdoers, or have envy of the workers of evil.