¹⁰ it is sharpened that it may make a slaughter; it is furbished that it may be as lightning: shall we then make mirth? the rod of my son, it condemns every tree.

²⁵ Don't go forth into the field, nor walk by the way; for the sword of the enemy, [and] terror, are on every side.

¹⁷ Let your hand be on the man of your right hand, on the son of man whom you made strong for yourself.