¹¹ Now that God has unstrung my bow^(A) and afflicted me,^(B)
    they throw off restraint^(C) in my presence.

³⁴ He trains my hands for battle;^(A)
    my arms can bend a bow of bronze.

¹² Like a shepherd’s tent^(A) my house
    has been pulled down^(B) and taken from me.
Like a weaver I have rolled^(C) up my life,
    and he has cut me off from the loom;^(D)
    day and night^(E) you made an end of me.