he bent his bow and set me as a mark for his arrow.
For your arrows have sunk into me, and your hand has come down on me.
If I sin, what do I do to you, you watcher of humanity? Why have you made me your target? Why have I become a burden to you?
He has bent his bow like an enemy, with his right hand set like a foe; he has killed all those in whom we took pride in the tent of daughter Zion; he has poured out his fury like fire.
For the arrows of the Almighty are in me; my spirit drinks their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.