2 Samuel 22:35
Teaching my hands for battle, And brought down was a bow of brass by mine arms,
Teaching my hands for battle, And brought down was a bow of brass by mine arms,
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32God! who is girding me `with' strength, And He maketh perfect my way.
33Making my feet like hinds, And on my high places causeth me to stand.
34Teaching my hands for battle, And a bow of brass was brought down by my arms.
35And Thou givest to me the shield of Thy salvation, And Thy right hand doth support me, And Thy lowliness maketh me great.
36Thou enlargest my step under me, And mine ankles have not slidden.
1By David. Blessed `is' Jehovah my rock, who is teaching My hands for war, my fingers for battle.
2My kind one, and my bulwark, My tower, and my deliverer, My shield, and in whom I have trusted, Who is subduing my people under me!
33God -- my bulwark, `my' strength, And He maketh perfect my way;
34Making my feet like hinds, And on my high places causeth me to stand,
36And Thou givest to me the shield of Thy salvation, And Thy lowliness maketh me great.
37Thou enlargest my step under me, And mine ankles have not slidden.
3There he hath shivered arrows of a bow, Shield, and sword, and battle. Selah.
40And Thou girdest me `with' strength for battle, Thou causest my withstanders to bow under me.
41And mine enemies -- Thou givest to me the neck, Those hating me -- and I cut them off.
2And he maketh my mouth as a sharp sword, In the shadow of His hand He hath hid me, And He maketh me for a clear arrow, In His quiver He hath hid me.
39And Thou girdest me `with' strength for battle, Causest my withstanders to bow under me.
40As to mine enemies -- Thou hast given to me the neck, As to those hating me -- I cut them off.
12He hath trodden His bow, And setteth me up as a mark for an arrow.
13He hath caused to enter into my reins The sons of His quiver.
24He fleeth from an iron weapon, Pass through him doth a bow of brass.
22My shoulder from its blade let fall, And mine arm from the bone be broken.
9Causing wars to cease, Unto the end of the earth, the bow he shivereth, And the spear He hath cut asunder, Chariots he doth burn with fire.
20An axe `art' thou to me -- weapons of war, And I have broken in pieces by thee nations, And I have destroyed by thee kingdoms,
2Jehovah `is' my rock, and my bulwark, And my deliverer, My God `is' my rock, I trust in Him: My shield, and a horn of my salvation, My high tower.
19Jehovah the Lord `is' my strength, And He doth make my feet like hinds, And on my high-places causeth me to tread. To the overseer with my stringed instruments!
13Thou hast an arm with might, Strong is Thy hand -- high Thy right hand.
21With whom My hand is established, My arm also doth strengthen him.
13Go round against me do his archers. He splitteth my reins, and spareth not, He poureth out to the earth my gall.
14He breaketh me -- breach upon breach, He runneth upon me as a mighty one.
4Bows of the mighty are broken, And the stumbling have girded on strength.
2and he saith: `Jehovah `is' my rock, And my bulwark, and a deliverer to me,
3My God `is' my rock -- I take refuge in Him; My shield, and the horn of my salvation, My high tower, and my refuge! My Saviour, from violence Thou savest me!
30For by Thee I run -- a troop, By my God I leap a wall.
23Against him rattle doth quiver, The flame of a spear, and a halbert.
7Jehovah `is' my strength, and my shield, In Him my heart trusted, and I have been helped. And my heart exulteth, And with my song I thank Him.
2For Thine arrows have come down on me, And Thou lettest down upon me Thy hand.
5Thine arrows `are' sharp, -- Peoples fall under Thee -- In the heart of the enemies of the king.
6Thy right hand, O Jehovah, Is become honourable in power; Thy right hand, O Jehovah, Doth crush an enemy.
3Though a host doth encamp against me, My heart doth not fear, Though war riseth up against me, In this I `am' confident.
6For, not in my bow do I trust, And my sword doth not save me.
4He hath worn out my flesh and my skin. He hath broken my bones.
16The right hand of Jehovah is exalted, The right hand of Jehovah is doing valiantly.
20My honour `is' fresh with me, And my bow in my hand is renewed.
3And have smitten thy bow out of thy left hand, Yea, thine arrows out of thy right I cause to fall.
29For by Thee I run -- a troop! And by my God I leap a wall.
19He `is' a beginning of the ways of God, His Maker bringeth nigh his sword;
49And bringing me forth from mine enemies, Yea, above my withstanders Thou raisest me up. From a man of violence Thou deliverest me.
2Take hold of shield and buckler, and rise for my help,
20He hath sent forth his hands against his well-wishers, He hath polluted his covenant.
5The Lord on thy right hand smote kings In the day of His anger.