For the arrows of the Lord are in my body, whose violence drinks up my blood: whenever I am going to speak, they pierce me.

If I have sinned, what shall I be able to do, O You that understand the mind of men? why have You made me as Your accuser, and why am I a burden to You?

[ 16:13] When I was at peace He distracted me: He took me by the hair of the head, and plucked it out: He set me up as a mark.

[ 16:14] They surrounded me with spears, aiming at my reins: without sparing me they poured out my gall upon the ground.

If you will not repent, He will furbish His sword; He has bent His bow, and made it ready.

And on it He has fitted the instruments of death; He has completed His arrows for the raging ones.

For Your weapons are fixed in me, and You have pressed Your hand heavily upon me.