Fondare 35 Risultati per: Arrows

• Deep the Lord’s arrows rankle in me, draining my life; all his terrors are arrayed against me. (Job 6, 4)

• his arrows are all about me; still they pierce me to the marrow, drain my life,✻ (Job 16, 14)

• deadly are the weapons he is preparing for them; he has barbed his arrows with fire. (Psalms 7, 14)

• Escape; the rebels have strung their bows, have arrows ready on the string, to shoot from their hiding-places at an unoffending heart; (Psalms 10, 3)

• How they scattered when he rained down his arrows on them, how they fled in confusion before the volleys of his lightning! (Psalms 17, 15)

• Thy arrows pierce me, thy hand presses me hard; (Psalms 37, 3)

• so sharp are thy arrows, subduing nations to thy will, daunting the hearts of the king’s enemies. (Psalms 44, 6)

• Like spilt water let them run to waste, shoot none but harmless arrows; (Psalms 57, 8)

• the tongues that wound like a sharpened sword, the poisoned words aimed at me, like arrows. (Psalms 63, 4)

• yet God has arrows, too, to smite them with, sudden wounds to deal them; (Psalms 63, 8)

• how the waves roared, how the clouds volleyed rain, what echoes from their midst! To and fro thy arrows passed, (Psalms 76, 18)

• sharp arrows from a warrior’s bow, blazing faggots of broom. (Psalms 119, 4)