4 He hath bent his bow like an enemy: he stood with his right hand as an adversary, and slew all that were pleasant to the eye in the tabernacle of the daughter of Zion: he poured out his fury like fire.
28 Whose arrows shall be sharp, and all their bowsbent, and their horses’ hoofs shall be counted like flint, and their wheels like a whirlwind, their roaring like a lion.
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