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Psalm 76 — Psalms 76:3–7

There he brake the arrows of the bow;
The shield, and the sword, and the battle.
[Selah
Glorious art thou and excellent,
From the mountains of prey.
PS 76:3–4
The stouthearted are made a spoil,
They have slept their sleep;
And none of the men of might have found their hands.
At thy rebuke, O God of Jacob,
Both chariot and horse are cast into a dead sleep.
PS 76:5–6
Thou, even thou, art to be feared;
And who may stand in thy sight when once thou art angry?
PS 76:7
— 187 — Psalms 76:3–7 ASV