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35 Who trained my hands for war,
    my arms to string a bow of bronze.[a](A)

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36 You have given me your saving shield;
    your right hand has upheld me;
    your favor made me great.
37 You made room for my steps beneath me;
    my ankles never twisted.(B)

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