²¹ For my soul was grieved. I was embittered in my heart.

¹³ His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall on the ground.

¹ > Don't fret because of evil-doers, Neither be envious against those who work unrighteousness.

⁷ Rest in Yahweh, and wait patiently for him. Don't fret because of him who prospers in his way, Because of the man who makes wicked plots happen.

³ For I was envious of the arrogant, When I saw the prosperity of the wicked.

¹³ He has caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my reins.