He trains my hands for war, so that my arms can bend a bow of bronze.
He will flee from an iron weapon; a bronze arrow will strike him 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 chariots with fire!
then I will strike your bow from your left hand, and will make your arrows drop out of your right hand.
Then David said to the Philistine, “You come to me with a sword and 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.