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13 He shot into my vitals
    the arrows of his quiver;

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For the arrows of the Almighty[a] are in me;
    my spirit drinks their poison;
    the terrors of God are arrayed against me.(A)

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Footnotes

  1. 6.4 Traditional rendering of Heb Shaddai

28 The arrow cannot make it flee;
    slingstones, for it, are turned to chaff.

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23 I will heap disasters upon them,
    spend my arrows against them:(A)

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