He trains my hands for war, so that my arms can bend a bow of bronze.
They will flee from an iron weapon; a bronze arrow will strike them through.
Blessed be the Lord, my rock, who trains my hands for war and my fingers for battle,
He makes wars cease to the end of the earth; he breaks the bow and shatters the spear; he burns the shields with fire.
I will strike your bow from your left hand and will make your arrows drop out of your right hand.
But David said to the Philistine, “You come to me with sword and spear and 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.