because the wicked have drawn their bows and aimed their arrows to shoot from the shadows at good people.

Your arrows are sharp, they pierce the hearts of your enemies; nations fall down at your feet.

They sharpen their tongues like swords and aim cruel words like arrows.

But God shoots his arrows at them, and suddenly they are wounded.

Send flashes of lightning and scatter your enemies; shoot your arrows and send them running.

" 'I will bring on them endless disasters and use all my arrows against them.

My arrows will drip with their blood, and my sword will kill all who oppose me. I will spare no one who fights against me; even the wounded and prisoners will die.'

Almighty God has shot me with arrows, and their poison spreads through my body. God has lined up his terrors against me.

He drew his bow and made me the target for his arrows.

He shot his arrows deep into my body.

At the flash of your speeding arrows and the gleam of your shining spear, the sun and the moon stood still.

You went out to save your people, to save your chosen king. You struck down the leader of the wicked and completely destroyed his followers.

God will do what is right: he will bring suffering on those who make you suffer,

They shouted in a loud voice, "Almighty Lord, holy and true! How long will it be until you judge the people on earth and punish them for killing us?"

They poured out the blood of God's people and of the prophets, and so you have given them blood to drink. They are getting what they deserve!"