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.

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The arrows(A) of the Almighty(B) are in me,(C)
    my spirit drinks(D) in their poison;(E)
    God’s terrors(F) are marshaled against me.(G)

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13 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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13     his archers surround me.(A)
Without pity, he pierces(B) my kidneys
    and spills my gall on the ground.

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