Arrow: Figurative

God brought him out of Egypt with strength like a wild ox, to devour hostile nations and crush their bones, to pierce them with arrows.

I will heap disasters upon them; I will spend My arrows against them.

I will make My arrows drunk with blood, while My sword devours flesh—the blood of the slain and captives, the heads of the enemy leaders.”

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

For behold, the wicked bend their bows. They set their arrow on the string to shoot from the shadows at the upright in heart.

For You will put them to flight when Your bow is trained upon them.

For Your arrows have pierced me deeply, and Your hand has pressed down on me.

Your arrows pierce the hearts of the king’s foes; the nations fall beneath your feet.

My soul is among the lions; I lie down with ravenous beasts—with men whose teeth are spears and arrows, whose tongues are sharp swords.

May they vanish like water that runs off; when they draw the bow, may their arrows be blunted.

You will not fear the terror of the night, nor the arrow that flies by day,

Sharp arrows will come from the warrior, with burning coals of the broom tree!

Flash forth Your lightning and scatter them; shoot Your arrows and rout them.

Like a club or sword or sharp arrow is a man who bears false witness against his neighbor.

He bent His bow and set me as the target for His arrow.

He pierced my kidneys with His arrows.

When I shower you with the deadly arrows of famine and destruction that I will send to destroy you, I will intensify the famine against you and cut off your supply of food.

Sun and moon stood still in their places at the flash of Your flying arrows, at the brightness of Your shining spear.