God, smash their teeth to bits, leave them toothless tigers. Let their lives be buckets of water spilled, all that’s left, a damp stain in the sand. Let them be trampled grass worn smooth by the traffic. Let them dissolve into snail slime, be a miscarried fetus that never sees sunlight. Before what they cook up is half-done, God, throw it out with the garbage!

Let them flow away like water that runs off; When he aims his arrows, let them be as headless shafts.

May they disappear like water into thirsty ground. Make their weapons useless in their hands.

Let them melt away as waters which run continually: when he bendeth his bow to shoot his arrows, let them be as cut in pieces.

Let them disappear like water that flows away. Let them be cut short like a broken arrow.

Let them melt away as water that runneth apace: When he aimeth his arrows, let them be as though they were cut off.

Let them vanish like water that flows away; when they draw the bow, let their arrows fall short.

Let them flow away as waters which run continually; When he bends his bow, Let his arrows be as if cut in pieces.

Let them flow away like water that runs off; When he aims his arrows, let them be as headless shafts.

Let them disappear like water falling on thirsty ground. Let all their weapons be useless.

Let them vanish like water that runs away; when he aims his arrows, let them be blunted.