"His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground."
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The archers have sorely grieved him, and shot at him, and hated him:
The LORD will not spare him, but then the anger of the LORD and his jealousy shall smoke against that man, and all the curses that are written in this book shall lie upon him, and the LORD shall blot out his name from under heaven.
Then should I yet have comfort; yea, I would harden myself in sorrow: let him not spare; for I have not concealed the words of the Holy One.
Whom I shall see for myself, and mine eyes shall behold, and not another; though my reins be consumed within me.
If he turn not, he will whet his sword; he hath bent his bow, and made it ready.
He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.
Wherefore, as I live, saith the Lord GOD; Surely, because thou hast defiled my sanctuary with all thy detestable things, and with all thine abominations, therefore will I also diminish thee; neither shall mine eye spare, neither will I have any pity.
He that spared not his own Son, but delivered him up for us all, how shall he not with him also freely give us all things?
And spared not the old world, but saved Noah the eighth person, a preacher of righteousness, bringing in the flood upon the world of the ungodly;
Mine eyes do fail with tears, my bowels are troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.
For the arrows of the Almighty are within me, the poison whereof drinketh up my spirit: the terrors of God do set themselves in array against me.
It is drawn, and cometh out of the body; yea, the glittering sword cometh out of his gall: terrors are upon him.
His bowmen come round about me; their arrows go through my body without mercy; my life is drained out on the earth.
His arrows encompass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
His archers compass me round about, he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
His archers encompass me; he cleaveth my reins asunder, and doth not spare; he poureth out my gall upon the ground.
His archers surround me. He splits my kidneys apart, and does not spare. He pours out my gall on the ground.
Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.