² For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand.

⁴ For the weight of your hand was on me day and night; my body became dry like the earth in summer. (Selah.)

⁴ For the arrows of the Ruler of all are present with me, and their poison goes deep into my spirit: his army of fears is put in order against me.

¹² With his bow bent, he has made me the mark for his arrows.

⁷ But God sends out an arrow against them; suddenly they are wounded.

¹⁰ No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.

¹¹ By the weight of your wrath against man's sin, the glory of his form is wasted away; truly every man is but a breath. (Selah.)

¹² Their backs will be turned when you make ready the cords of your bow against their faces.

⁹ If it goes by the land of Israel to Beth-shemesh, then this great evil is his work; but if not, then we may be certain that the evil was not his doing, but was the working of chance.

¹¹ So they sent and got together all the lords of the Philistines, and they said, Send away the ark of the God of Israel, and let it go back to its place, so that it may not be the cause of death to us and to our people: for there was a great fear of death through all the town; the hand of God was very hard on them there.

⁶ But the hand of the Lord was hard on the people of Ashdod and he sent disease on them through all the country of Ashdod.

¹³ Would you keep yourselves till they were old enough? would you keep from having husbands for them? No, my daughters; but I am very sad for you that the hand of the Lord is against me.

¹⁵ For the hand of the Lord was against them, working their destruction, till all were dead.