He prepared to shoot his bow and made me the target for his arrows.
The arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks in their poison; God’s terrors are gathered against me.
If I have sinned, what have I done to you, you watcher of humans? Why have you made me your target? Have I become a heavy load for you?
Your arrows have wounded me, and your hand has come down on me.
Like an enemy, he prepared to shoot his bow, and his hand was against us. Like an enemy, he killed all the good-looking people; he poured out his anger like fire on the tents of Jerusalem.