Psalms 76:3
There breaketh he the arowes of the bowe, ye shylde, the swerde & the whole battayll.
There breaketh he the arowes of the bowe, ye shylde, the swerde & the whole battayll.
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8Sela. O come hither, & beholde ye workes of the LORDE, what destruccios he hath brought vpo ye earth.
9He hath made warres to ceasse in all the worlde: he hath broken the bowe, he hath knapped the speare in sonder, & bret the charettes in the fyre.
35He teacheth my handes to fighte, and bendeth the stele bowe with myne armes.
36And thou hast geuen me the shylde of yi health, and with yi louynge correccion shalt thou multiplye me.
34He teacheth myne hondes to fight, and maketh myne armes to breake euen a bowe off stele.
35Thou hast geue me the defence of thy health, thy right hande vpholdeth me, and thy louynge correccion maketh me greate.
2At Salem is his tabernacle, & his dwellinge in Sion.
9Thou shewdest thy bowe opely, like as thou haddest promised with an ooth vnto the trybes. Sela. Thou didest deuyde the waters of the earth.
10When the mountaynes saw the, they were afrayed, ye water streame wete awaye: the depe made a noyse at the liftinge vp of thine honde.
11The Sonne and Mone remayned still in their habitacion. Thine arowes wente out glisteringe, and thy speares as the shyne of the lightenynge.
4Sela. Thou art of more honoure & might the the hilles of robbers.
23Though the quyuers rattle vpon him, though the speare and shilde glistre:
15Neuertheles, their swerde shal go thorow their owne hert, and their bowe shalbe broke.
13Thou camest forth to helpe thy people, to helpe thine anoynted. Thou smotest downe the heade in the house of the vngodly, & discoueredest his foundacions, eue vnto ye necke of him. Sela.
14Thou cursest his septers, the captayne of his men of warre: which come as a stormy wynde to scatre me abrode, & are glad when they maye eat vp ye poore secretly.
4The bowe of the mightie is broken, and the weake are gyrded aboute with strength.
26Yff he drawe out the swearde, there maye nether speare ner brest plate abyde him.
4He hath bent his bowe like an enemie, he hath fastened his right honde as an aduersary; and euery thinge that was pleasaut to se, he hath smyten it downe. He hath poured out his wrath like a fyre, in to the tabernacle of the doughter Sion.
12He hath bent his bowe, and made me as it were a marck to shute at.
13The arowes of his quyuer hath he shot, euen in to my reynes.
27How are the Worthies fallen, and ye weapens destroyed?
20Thou breakest my weapens of warre, & yet thorow the I haue scatred the nacions & kyngdomes:
28He starteth not awaye for him that bendeth the bowe, & as for slynge stones, he careth as moch for stubble as for them
16For he hath broken the gates of brasse, & smitte the barres of yron in sonder.
9His slynges & batelrames shal he prepare for thy walles, & wt his weapes breake downe thy towres.
15He shot his arowes, and scatered them: he lightened, and discomfited them.
6Sende forth the lightenynge & scater the, shute out thine arowes and consume them.
24so that yf he fle the yron weapens, he shall be shott with the stele bowe.
32And the same rodde which the LORDE wil sende vpon him, shal moue the whole foundacion: with trompet, with noyse of warre and batell to destroye.
13He hath compased me rounde aboute with his dartes, he hath wounded my loynes, & not spared. My bowels hath he poured vpon the grounde.
14He hath geue me one wounde vpon another, and is falle vpon me like a giaunte.
6Men maye se the axes glister aboue, like as those that hewe in the wod.
1Blessed be the LORDE my refuge, which teacheth my hades to warre, & my fyngers to fight.
3As for thy bowe, I wil smyte it out of thy left honde, and cast thine arowes out of thy right honde.
35Thus saieth the LORDE of hoostes: Beholde, I wil breake the bowe of Elam, and take awaye their strength:
3And the battayll was sore agaynst Saul, & the archers fell vpon him with bowes, and he was sore wounded of the archers.
7That they maye fall awaye, like water yt runneth a pace: and that when they shote their arowes, they maye be broke.
3And the battayll was sore agaynst Saul. And the archers came vpon him, so that he was wounded of the archers
5Good lucke haue thou with thine honoure, ryde on with the treuth, mekenesse & rightuousnes: & thy right hode shal teach ye woderfull thinges.
20Their mouthes are softer then butter, & yet haue they batell in their mynde: their wordes are smoother then oyle, and yet be they very swerdes.
40Thou hast turned backe the couenaunt of thy seruaunt, and cast his crowne to the grounde.
43Thou settest vp the right hade of his enemies, and makest all his aduersaryes to reioyse.
20And Dauid came vnto Baal Prazim, and smote the there, and sayde: The LORDE hath deuyded myne enemies, euen as the waters parte asunder: therfore is the same place called Baal Prazim.
3Though the waters of the see raged & were neuer so troublous, & though the mountaynes shoke at the tepest of the same.
15For thei shal runne awaye from the weapen, from the drawe swerde, from the bet bowe, and from the greate batell.
39Thou hast gyrded me with strength vnto ye batell, thou hast throwe them all downe vnder me, that rose vp agaynst me.
14He sent out his arowes & scatred the, he cast sore lighteninges, & destroyed the.
6Thorow ye, wil we ouerthrowe oure enemies: & in thy name will we treade them vnder, that ryse vp agaynst vs.
5Doutles the LORDE hath broken the staff of the vngodly, & the cepter of ye lordly.
3Thou art the fayrest amonge the children of me, full of grace are thy lippes, therfore God blesseth the for euer.