paraphrase "the bow of god's wrath is bent, and the arrow made ready on the string, and justice bends the arrow at your heart, and strains the bow, and it is nothing but the pleasure of god, and that of an angry god, without any promise or obligation at all, that keeps the arrow one moment from being made drunk with your blood. thus all you that never passed under a great change of heart, by the mighty power of god upon your souls; all you that were never born again, and made new creatures, and being raised from being dead in sin, to a state of new, and before altogether inexperienced light and life, are in the hands of an angry god..."