Psalm 73:21

Thus my heart was grieved, and it went even through my veins.

His archers compass me round about; he hath wounded my loins, and not spared. My bowels hath he poured upon the ground.

{A Psalm of David} Fret not thyself because of the ungodly; neither be thou envious against the evil doers.

Hold thee still in the LORD, and abide patiently upon him: but grieve not thyself at one that hath prosperity, and liveth in abomination.

And why? I was grieved at the wicked, to see the ungodly in such prosperity.

{He} The arrows of his quiver hath he shot, even into my reins.

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Thus my heart was grieved, and I was pricked in my reins.

And why? I was grieved at the wicked, to see the ungodly in such prosperity.

{A Psalm of David} Fret not thyself because of the ungodly; neither be thou envious against the evil doers.

His archers compass me round about; he hath wounded my loins, and not spared. My bowels hath he poured upon the ground.

{He} The arrows of his quiver hath he shot, even into my reins.