He teaches my hands to make war, So that my arms can bend a bow of bronze.
Blessed be the Lord my Rock, Who trains my hands for war, And my fingers for battle—
Then I will knock the bow out of your left hand, and cause the arrows to fall out of your right hand.
He makes wars cease to the end of the earth; He breaks the bow and cuts the spear in two; He burns the chariot in the fire.
Then David said to the Philistine, “You come to me with a sword, with a spear, and with a javelin. But I come to you in the name of the Lord of hosts, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have defied.
He will flee from the iron weapon; A bronze bow will pierce him through.