He trainsmy handsfor battle,So that my armscan benda bowof bronze.
"You have also givenme the shieldof Your salvation,And Your helpmakesme great.
Blessedbe the LORD,my rock,Who trainsmy handsfor war,[And] my fingersfor battle;
He makes warsto ceaseto the endof the earth;He breaksthe bowand cutsthe spearin two;He burnsthe chariotswith fire.
A spiritof justicefor him who sitsin judgment,A strengthto those who repelthe onslaughtat the gate.
Thussaysthe LORDto CyrusHis anointed,WhomI have takenby the righthand,To subduenationsbeforehim And to loosethe loinsof kings;To opendoorsbeforehim so that gateswill not be shut:
"Thussaysthe LORDof hosts,'Behold,I am going to breakthe bowof Elam,The finestof their might.
"On that dayI will breakthe bowof Israelin the valleyof Jezreel."
The LordGODis my strength,And He has mademy feetlike hinds'[feet], And makes me walkon my highplaces.For the choirdirector,on my stringedinstruments.
