Have mercy upon me, O LORD, for I am weak; O LORD, heal me, for my bones are vexed.

He teacheth my hands to fight, and mine arms shall bend even a bow of steel. {TYNDALE: And teacheth my hands to fight, that a bow of brass is too weak for mine arms.}

The earth is weak, and all that is therein; but I bear up her pillars. Selah.

Mercy and truth are met together; righteousness and peace have kissed each other.

My knees are weak through fasting; my flesh is dried up for want of fatness.

Sihon, king of the Amorites, and Og, the king of Bashan, and all the kingdoms of Canaan -

And Og, the king of Bashan! For his mercy endureth forever.

If I tell them, they are more in number than the sand; when I wake up, I am present with thee.