One draws it, and treads it from behind, even lightning from his gall; terror is on him.
And Joab said, I cannot stay here with you this way! And he took three darts in his hand and thrust them through the heart of Absalom while he was still alive in the midst of the oak.
A dreadful sound of things is in his ears; the destroyer shall come to him in peace.
His archers hem me in; He splits my inward parts, and does not spare; He pours out my gall on the ground.
Terrors shall make him afraid on every side, and shall dash him at his feet.
His hope shall be rooted out of his tent, and you marched to the king of terrors.
Terrors overtake him like waters; a tempest steals him away in the night.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, their fury is drinking my spirit; the terrors of God are set against me.
If he does not turn, He will whet His sword; He has bent His bow and made it ready.
How have they been brought into grief, as in a moment! They are fully eaten up with terrors,
I am afflicted and ready to die from my youth up; while I suffer Your terrors, I pine away.
Therefore, knowing the fear of the Lord, we persuade men. But we are revealed to God, and I trust also that we are revealed in your consciences.
If I sharpen My glittering sword, and if My hand takes hold in judgment, I will give vengeance to My enemies and will reward those that hate Me.