Where swords are beaten into plowshares.
When you go out to war against your enemies, and see horses, chariots and an army larger than your own, you shall not be afraid of them.
Blessed be the LORD my Rock, who trains my hands for war, my fingers for battle.
Prepare for war! Wake up the mighty men, Let all the men of war draw near.
Beat your plowshares into swords and your pruning hooks into spears, Let the weak say: "I am strong"
For we do not wrestle against flesh and blood, but against rulers, authorities, powers of this dark world, and spiritual forces of evil in the heavenly realms.
For the weapons of our warfare are not carnal but mighty in God for pulling down strongholds.
You will hear of wars and rumors of wars, but see to it that you are not alarmed.
A time to love, and a time to hate; A time of war, and a time of peace.
The Lord your God is he who goes with you to fight for you against your enemies, to give you the victory.
The Lord is a "Man of War" who fights for his people.
