Add parallel Print Page Options

IV

32 Truly, who is God except the Lord?
    Who but our God is the rock?(A)
33 This God who girded me with might,
    kept my way unerring,
34 Who made my feet like a deer’s,
    and set me on the heights,(B)
35 Who trained my hands for war,
    my arms to string a bow of bronze.[a](C)

V

36 You have given me your saving shield;
    your right hand has upheld me;
    your favor made me great.

Read full chapter

Footnotes

  1. 18:35 Bow of bronze: hyperbole for a bow difficult to bend and therefore capable of propelling an arrow with great force.