Add parallel Print Page Options

See how the wicked string their bows,
    fit their arrows to the string
    to shoot from the shadows at the upright of heart.(A)

Read full chapter

Heth

14 The wicked unsheath their swords;
    they string their bows
To fell the poor and oppressed,
    to slaughter those whose way is upright.(A)

Read full chapter

22 Softer than butter is his speech,
    but war is in his heart.
Smoother than oil are his words,
    but they are unsheathed swords.(A)

Read full chapter

I must lie down in the midst of lions
    hungry for human prey.(A)
Their teeth are spears and arrows;
    their tongue, a sharpened sword.(B)

Read full chapter