If one turn not, he will sharpen his sword; he hath bent his bow and made it ready,

For behold, the wicked bend the bow, they make ready their arrow upon the string, that they may in darkness shoot at the upright in heart.

For thou wilt make them turn their back; thou wilt make ready thy bowstring against their face.

For I am ready to halt, and my pain is continually before me.

{To the chief Musician. Upon Shoshannim. Of the sons of Korah. An instruction; a song of the Beloved.} My heart is welling forth with a good matter: I say what I have composed touching the king. My tongue is the pen of a ready writer.

They devise iniquities: We have it ready, the plan is diligently sought out. And each one's inward thought and heart is deep.

For thou, Lord, art good, and ready to forgive, and art of great loving-kindness unto all that call upon thee.

And thou girdedst me with strength to battle; thou didst subdue under me those that rose up against me.

Who is this King of glory? Jehovah strong and mighty, Jehovah mighty in battle.

He hath redeemed my soul in peace from the battle against me: for there were many about me.

There broke he the flashings of the bow, shield and sword and battle. Selah.

The sons of Ephraim, armed bowmen, turned back in the day of battle.

Yea, thou hast turned back the edge of his sword, and hast not made him stand in the battle.

Jehovah, the Lord, is the strength of my salvation: thou hast covered my head in the day of battle.