12 He drew his bow

and made me the target for his arrows.

13 He pierced my heart

with arrows from his quiver.

14 I became the laughingstock of all my people;

they mock me in song all day long.

12 He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow.

13 He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins.

14 I was a derision to all my people; and their song all the day.

12 He has drawn his bow

and made me the target for his arrows.

13 He shot his arrows

deep into my heart.

14 My own people laugh at me.

All day long they sing their mocking songs.

12 He has bent His bow

And set me up as a target for the arrow.

13 He has caused the arrows of His quiver

To pierce my loins.

14 I have become the ridicule of all my people—

Their taunting song all the day.

12 He prepared to shoot his bow

and made me the target for his arrows.

13 He shot me in the kidneys

with the arrows from his bag.

14 I was a joke to all my people,

who make fun of me with songs all day long.

12 He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow. 13 He hath caused the shafts of his quiver to enter into my reins. 14 I am become a derision to all my people, and their song all the day.

12 He hath bent his bow, and set me as a mark for the arrow. 13 He hath caused the arrows of his quiver to enter into my reins. 14 I am become a derision to all my people; their song all the day.

12 He has drawn his bow and made me the target for his arrows. 

13 He has shot the arrows from his quiver into my heart. 

14 I have become a laughingstock to all my people. 

All day long ⸤they make fun of me⸥ with their songs. 

12 He strung His bow

and set me as the target for His arrow.

13 He pierced my kidneys

with His arrows.

14 I am a laughingstock to all my people,

mocked by their songs all day long.

12 he bent his bow and set me

as a mark for his arrow.

13 He shot into my vitals

the arrows of his quiver;

14 I have become the laughingstock of all my people,

the object of their taunt-songs all day long.

12 He has bent his bow and set me

as the target for the arrow.

13 He shot the arrows of his quiver

into my kidneys.

14 I have become a laughingstock for all the people,

their mocking song all day long.

12 He has gotten his bow ready to use.

He has shot his arrows at me.

13 The arrows from his bag

have gone through my heart.

14 My people laugh at me all the time.

They sing and make fun of me all day long.

12 He bent His bow

And set me as a target for the arrow.

13 He made the arrows of His quiver

To enter into my inward parts.

14 I have become a laughingstock to all my people,

Their mocking song all the day.