I will heap evils upon them; I will spend mine arrows upon them:
He hath also prepared for him the instruments of death; He maketh his arrows fiery (shafts).
I spread forth my hands unto thee: My soul (thirsteth) after thee, as a weary land. (Selah)
The sun and moon stood still in their habitation, At the light of thine arrows as they went, At the shining of thy glittering spear.