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

Arise, O LORD disappoint him, cast him down: deliver my soul from the wicked, who is thy sword:

Deliver my soul from the sword; my darling from the power of the dog.

The wicked have drawn out the sword, and have bent their bow, to cast down the poor and needy, and to slay such as are of upright deportment.

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

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

For they obtained not the land in possession by their own sword, neither did their own arm save them: but thy right hand, and thy arm, and the light of thy countenance, because thou hadst a favor to them.

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

Gird thy sword upon thy thigh, O most mighty, with thy glory and thy majesty.

My soul is among lions: and I lie even among them that are set on fire, even 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 portion for foxes.

Who whet their tongue like a sword, and bend their bows to shoot their arrows, even bitter words:

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

He gave over his people also to the sword; and was wroth with his inheritance.

Their priests fell by the sword; and their widows made no lamentation.

Thou hast also turned the edge of his sword, and hast not made him to stand in the battle.

It is he that giveth salvation to kings: who delivereth 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;