Job 29:20
My glory will be ever new, and my bow will be readily bent in my hand.
My glory will be ever new, and my bow will be readily bent in my hand.
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19My root will be open to the waters, and the night mist will be on my branches,
34He makes my feet like roes' feet, and puts me on high places.
35He makes my hands expert in war, so that a bow of brass is bent by my arms.
36You have given me the breastplate of your salvation, and your mercy has made me great.
2If only I might again be as I was in the months which are past, in the days when God was watching over me!
3When his light was shining over my head, and when I went through the dark by his light.
4As I was in my flowering years, when my tent was covered by the hand of God;
5While the Ruler of all was still with me, and my children were round me;
34He makes my hands expert in war, so that a bow of brass is bent by my arms.
35You have given me the breastplate of your salvation: your right hand has been my support, and your mercy has made me great.
17For you are the glory of their strength; in your pleasure will our horn be lifted up.
2And he has made my mouth like a sharp sword, in the shade of his hand he has kept me; and he has made me like a polished arrow, keeping me in his secret place;
9He has put off my glory from me, and taken the crown from my head.
12With his bow bent, he has made me the mark for his arrows.
13He has let loose his arrows into the inmost parts of my body.
25If I was glad because my wealth was great, and because my hand had got together a great store;
2For your arrows have gone into my flesh, and I am crushed under the weight of your hand.
41If I make sharp my shining sword, and my hand is outstretched for judging, I will give punishment to those who are against me, and their right reward to my haters.
5Or let him put himself under my power, and make peace with me.
27A secret feeling of worship came into my heart, and my hand gave kisses from my mouth;
9I made it beautiful with its mass of branches: so that all the trees in the garden of God were full of envy of it.
4The bows of the men of war are broken, and the feeble are clothed with strength.
3Put on your sword, make it ready at your side, O strong chief, with your glory and power.
21My hand will be his support; my arm will give him strength.
9Your bow was quite uncovered. Selah. By you the earth was cut through with rivers.
24Because of this the Lord has given me the reward of my righteousness, because my hands are clean in his eyes.
3So take your arrows and your bow and go out to the field and get meat for me;
11At the light of your arrows they went away, at the shining of your polished spear.
29The glory of young men is their strength, and the honour of old men is their grey hairs.
6When things went well for me I said, I will never be moved.
16He is full of strength before the sun, and his branches go out over his garden.
14I put on righteousness as my clothing, and was full of it; right decisions were to me a robe and a head-dress.
10See now the Great Beast, whom I made, even as I made you; he takes grass for food, like the ox.
10But my horn is lifted up like the horn of the ox: the best oil is flowing on my head.
20The Lord gives me the reward of my righteousness, because my hands are clean before him.
25Then his flesh becomes young again, and he comes back to the days of his early strength;
9Because of this my heart is glad, and my glory is full of joy: while my flesh takes its rest in hope.
5In this way it became taller than all the trees of the field; and its branches were increased and its arms became long because of the great waters.
7The Lord is my strength and my breastplate, my heart had faith in him and I am helped; for this cause my heart is full of rapture, and I will give him praise in my song.
25Because of this the Lord has given me the reward of my righteousness, because my hands are clean in his eyes.
1<A Psalm. Of David.> Praise be to the God of my strength, teaching my hands the use of the sword, and my fingers the art of fighting:
27My feelings are strongly moved, and give me no rest; days of trouble have overtaken me.
10No longer let your hand be hard on me; I am wasted by the blows of your hand.
4Sharp arrows of the strong, and burning fire.
4And he who is against me may not say, I have overcome him; and those who are troubling me may not be glad when I am moved.
29If I was glad at the trouble of my hater, and gave cries of joy when evil overtook him;
11But as for me, I will go on in my upright ways: be my saviour, and have mercy on me.
7My eyes have become dark because of my pain, and all my body is wasted to a shade.
2Of what use is the strength of their hands to me? all force is gone from them.
21The Lord gives me the reward of my righteousness, because my hands are clean before him.