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In Yahweh I have taken refuge; how can you say to my soul, "Flee to your mountain [like] a bird"?
For look: The wicked {string the bow}.[note: Literally "tread the bow," that is, placing the foot on the bow to bend and string it] They have fitted their arrow to [the] string, to shoot from [the] darkness at the upright of heart.