It is God who trains my hands for battle.
( The Lord of Hosts)
My ams can bend a bow of bronz.
( Gives vic-to -- ry)
It is God who trains my hands for battle.
( The Lord of Hosts)
My arms can bend a bow of bronz.
( Gives vic-to -- ry)
He gives me His shield of victory.
( The Lord of Hosts)
My enemies fall at my feet.
( Gives vic-to ry)
Praise be to my Rock!
He is the Lord of Hosts!