² For thine arrows stick fast in me, And thy hand presseth me sore.

⁴ For day and night thy hand was heavy upon me: My moisture was changed `as' with the drought of summer. Selah

⁴ For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, The poison whereof my spirit drinketh up: The terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.

¹² He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.

⁷ But God will shoot at them; With an arrow suddenly shall they be wounded.

¹⁰ Remove thy stroke away from me: I am consumed by the blow of thy hand.

¹¹ When thou with rebukes dost correct man for iniquity, Thou makest his beauty to consume away like a moth: Surely every man is vanity. Selah

¹² For thou wilt make them turn their back; Thou wilt make ready with thy bowstrings against their face.

⁹ And see; if it goeth up by the way of its own border to Beth-shemesh, then he hath done us this great evil: but if not, then we shall know that it is not his hand that smote us; it was a chance that happened to us.

¹¹ They sent therefore and gathered together all the lords of the Philistines, and they said, Send away the ark of the God of Israel, and let it go again to its own place, that is slay us not, and our people. For there was a deadly discomfiture throughout all the city; the hand of God was very heavy there.

⁶ But the hand of Jehovah was heavy upon them of Ashdod, and he destroyed them, and smote them with tumors, even Ashdod and the borders thereof.

¹³ would ye therefore tarry till they were grown? would ye therefore stay from having husbands? nay, my daughters, for it grieveth me much for your sakes, for the hand of Jehovah is gone forth against me.

¹⁵ Moreover the hand of Jehovah was against them, to destroy them from the midst of the camp, until they were consumed.