13. Even now the thirsty arrow longs to
wet itself with the blood of the persecutor. The bow is bent (verse 12), the aim
is taken, the arrow is fitted to the string, and what, O sinner, if the arrow
should be let fly at you even now! Remember, God’s arrows never miss the mark,
and are, every one of them, instruments of death. Judgment may tarry,
but it will not come too late.
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