ف َالأشرارُ يَختَبِئُونَ فِي الظَّلامِ، يَمُدُّونَ أقواسَهُمْ وَيُسَدِّدُونَ سِهامَهُمْ لِيُصِيبُوا أحشاءَ الإنسانِ المُستَقِيمِ.
For look! The wicked bend their bow, They make ready their arrow on the string, That they may shoot secretly at the upright in heart.
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