They surrounded me like bees; they blazed like a fire of thorns; in the name of the Lord I cut them off!
But the godless are all like thorns that are thrown away, for they cannot be picked up with the hand;
The Lord answer you in the day of trouble! The name of the God of Jacob protect you!
May we shout for joy over your victory and in the name of our God set up our banners. May the Lord fulfill all your petitions.
Sooner than your pots can feel the heat of thorns, whether green or ablaze, may he sweep them away!
O Lord, our Sovereign, how majestic is your name in all the earth!
For like the crackling of thorns under a pot, so is the laughter of fools; this also is vanity.
I have no wrath. If it gives me thorns and briers, I will march to battle against it. I will burn it up.
And the peoples will be as if burned to lime, like thorns cut down that are burned in the fire.”
Like thorns they are entangled; like drunkards they are drunk; they are consumed like dry straw.
The Amorites who lived in that hill country then came out against you and chased you as bees do. They beat you down in Seir as far as Hormah.
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.