²¹ Then I realized that my heart was bitter,
    and I was all torn up inside.

⁷ Be still in the presence of the Lord,
    and wait patiently for him to act.
Don’t worry about evil people who prosper
    or fret about their wicked schemes.

¹³     and now his archers surround me.
His arrows pierce me without mercy.
    The ground is wet with my blood.^[a]

¹³ He shot his arrows
    deep into my heart.

³ For I envied the proud
    when I saw them prosper despite their wickedness.

¹ Don’t worry about the wicked
    or envy those who do wrong.