For I will not trust in my bow, neither shall my sword save me.
As a snail which melteth, let every one of them pass away: like the untimely birth of a woman, that they may not see the sun.
That they may shoot in secret at the perfect: suddenly do they shoot at him, and fear not.
Turn again our captivity, O LORD, as the streams in the south.
If I say, Surely the darkness shall cover me; even the night shall be light about me.
A man that beareth false witness against his neighbour is a maul, and a sword, and a sharp arrow.