⁷ Let them vanish like water that flows away; when they draw the bow, let their arrows fall short.

⁷ Let them flow away like water that runs off ; When he aims his arrows , let them be as headless shafts .

⁷ 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.