Terrors

Or has any god tried to take as his own a nation out of another nation—by trials, signs, wonders, and war, by a strong hand and an outstretched arm, and by great terrors—as the LORD your God did for you in Egypt, before your eyes?

For the arrows of the Almighty have pierced me; my spirit drinks in their poison; the terrors of God are arrayed against me.

Terrors frighten him on every side and harass his every step.

He is torn from the shelter of his tent and is marched off to the king of terrors.

It is drawn out of his back, the gleaming point from his liver. Terrors come over him.

For to them, deep darkness is their morning; surely they are friends with the terrors of darkness!

Terrors overtake him like a flood; a tempest sweeps him away in the night.

Terrors are turned loose against me; they drive away my dignity as by the wind, and my prosperity has passed like a cloud.

My heart pounds within me, and the terrors of death assail me.

How suddenly they are laid waste, completely swept away by terrors!

From my youth I was afflicted and near death. I have borne Your terrors; I am in despair.

Your wrath has swept over me; Your terrors have destroyed me.

You summoned my terrors on every side, as for the day of an appointed feast. In the day of the LORD’s anger no one escaped or survived; my enemy has destroyed those I nurtured and reared.