he bent his bow and set me as a mark for his arrow.
For thy arrows have sunk into me, and thy hand has come down on me.
If I sin, what do I do to thee, thou watcher of men? Why hast thou made me thy mark? Why have I become a burden to thee?
He has bent his bow like an enemy, with his right hand set like a foe; and he has slain all the pride of our eyes in the tent of the daughter of 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.