If he does not turn, He will whet His sword; He has bent His bow and made it ready.

Arise, O Jehovah, disappoint him, bow him down; deliver my soul from the wicked by Your sword,

Deliver My soul from the sword, My only one from the dog's hand.

The wicked have drawn out the sword, and have bent their bow, to cast down the poor and needy, to kill those who walk uprightly.

Their sword shall enter into their own heart, and their bows shall be broken.

As with a sword in my bones, my enemies shame me; while they say daily to me, Where is your God?

For they did not get the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them; but it was Your right hand, and Your arm, and the light of Your face, because You favored them.

For I will not trust in my bow, neither shall my sword save me.

Gird Your sword on Your thigh, O mighty one, with Your glory and Your majesty.

My soul is among lions; I lie among those on fire, the sons of men whose teeth are spears and arrows, and their tongue a sharp sword.

They shall fall by the sword; they shall be a serving for jackals.

who sharpen their tongue like a sword, they tread their arrows, even a bitter word,

There He broke the fiery arrows of the bow, the shield, and the sword, and the battle. Selah.

He also gave His people over to the sword, and was angry with His inheritance.

Their priests fell by the sword; and their widows were not able to weep.

You also have turned back the edge of his sword and have not made him stand in the battle.

It is You who gives salvation to kings; who delivers David His servant from the hurtful sword.

Let the high praises of God be in their mouth, and a two-edged sword in their hand,