⁴ 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)

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

¹² He drew his bow^(A)
    and made me the target^(B) for his arrows.^(C)

¹³ He pierced^(D) my heart
    with arrows from his quiver.^(E)