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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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Footnotes

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

35 You make your saving help my shield,
    and your right hand sustains(A) me;
    your help has made me great.
36 You provide a broad path(B) for my feet,
    so that my ankles do not give way.(C)

37 I pursued my enemies(D) and overtook them;
    I did not turn back till they were destroyed.

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