Psalm 7:13

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He hath also prepared for him the instruments of death; he ordaineth his arrows against the persecutors.

For, behold, the wicked bend the bow,
They

make ready their arrow upon the string

To shoot in darkness at the upright in heart.

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

Who have sharpened their tongue like a sword.
They aimed bitter speech as their arrow,

Flash forth lightning and scatter them;
Send out Your arrows and confuse them.

‘I will heap misfortunes on them;

I will use My arrows on them.

“For the arrows of the Almighty are within me,

Their poison my spirit drinks;

The terrors of God are arrayed against me.

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

Sun and moon stood in their places;

They went away at the light of Your arrows,
At the radiance of Your gleaming spear.

For after all it is only just for God to repay with affliction those who afflict you,

and they cried out with a loud voice, saying, “How long, O

Lord, holy and true, will You refrain from judging and avenging our blood on those who dwell on the earth?”

for they poured out the blood of saints and prophets, and You have given them blood to drink. They deserve it.”

Take hold of

buckler and shield

And rise up for my help.