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Psalm 64:7 - King James 2000

7 But God shall shoot at them with an arrow; suddenly shall they be wounded.

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King James Version (Oxford) 1769

7 But God shall shoot at them With an arrow; suddenly shall they be wounded.

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Amplified Bible - Classic Edition

7 But God will shoot an unexpected arrow at them; and suddenly shall they be wounded.

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American Standard Version (1901)

7 But God will shoot at them; With an arrow suddenly shall they be wounded.

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Common English Bible

7 But God will shoot them with an arrow! Without warning, they will be wounded!

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Catholic Public Domain Version

7 You prepare the mountains in your virtue, wrapped with power.

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Psalm 64:7
18 Tagairtí Cros  

And a certain man drew a bow at random, and struck the king of Israel between the joints of his armor: therefore he said unto the driver of his chariot, Turn your hand, and carry me out of the battle; for I am wounded.


For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison thereof drinks up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.


Yea, he sent out his arrows, and scattered them; and he shot out lightnings, and vanquished them.


That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.


How are they brought into desolation, as in a moment! they are utterly consumed with terrors.


He, that being often reproved hardens his neck, shall suddenly be destroyed, and that without remedy.


Therefore shall his calamity come suddenly; suddenly shall he be broken without remedy.


This is an evil among all things that are done under the sun, that there is one event unto all: yea, also the heart of the sons of men is full of evil, and madness is in their heart while they live, and after that they go to the dead.


Therefore this iniquity shall be to you like a breach ready to fall, a bulge in a high wall, whose breaking comes suddenly, in an instant.


The heart is deceitful above all things, and desperately wicked: who can know it?


Then shall two be in the field; the one shall be taken, and the other left.


I will heap evils upon them; I will spend my arrows upon them.


I will make my arrows drunk with blood, and my sword shall devour flesh; and that with the blood of the slain and of the captives, from the heads of the leaders of the enemy.


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