Your arrows are sharp in the heart of the King’s enemies; The peoples fall under You.

My soul is among lions; I lie among the sons of men Who are set on fire, Whose teeth are spears and arrows, And their tongue a sharp sword.

Let them flow away as waters which run continually; When he bends his bow, Let his arrows be as if cut in pieces.

Who sharpen their tongue like a sword, And bend their bows to shoot their arrows—bitter words,

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

There He broke the arrows of the bow, The shield and sword of battle. Selah

The clouds poured out water; The skies sent out a sound; Your arrows also flashed about.

You shall not be afraid of the terror by night, Nor of the arrow that flies by day,

Sharp arrows of the warrior, With coals of the broom tree!

Like arrows in the hand of a warrior, So are the children of one’s youth.

Flash forth lightning and scatter them; Shoot out Your arrows and destroy them.

Till an arrow struck his liver. As a bird hastens to the snare, He did not know it would cost his life.

A man who bears false witness against his neighbor Is like a club, a sword, and a sharp arrow.

Like a madman who throws firebrands, arrows, and death,

Whose arrows are sharp, And all their bows bent; Their horses’ hooves will seem like flint, And their wheels like a whirlwind.

With arrows and bows men will come there, Because all the land will become briers and thorns.

There the arrow snake shall make her nest and lay eggs And hatch, and gather them under her shadow; There also shall the hawks be gathered, Every one with her mate.

“Therefore thus says the Lord concerning the king of Assyria: ‘He shall not come into this city, Nor shoot an arrow there, Nor come before it with shield, Nor build a siege mound against it.

Their tongue is an arrow shot out; It speaks deceit; One speaks peaceably to his neighbor with his mouth, But in his heart he lies in wait.

For behold, I will raise and cause to come up against Babylon An assembly of great nations from the north country, And they shall array themselves against her; From there she shall be captured. Their arrows shall be like those of an expert warrior; None shall return in vain.

“Put yourselves in array against Babylon all around, All you who bend the bow; Shoot at her, spare no arrows, For she has sinned against the Lord.

Make the arrows bright! Gather the shields! The Lord has raised up the spirit of the kings of the Medes. For His plan is against Babylon to destroy it, Because it is the vengeance of the Lord, The vengeance for His temple.

He has bent His bow And set me up as a target for the arrow.

He has caused the arrows of His quiver To pierce my loins.

When I send against them the terrible arrows of famine which shall be for destruction, which I will send to destroy you, I will increase the famine upon you and cut off your supply of bread.