3There brake he the arrowes of the bowe, the shielde and the sword and the battell. Selah.
4Thou art more bright and puissant, then the mountaines of pray.
5The stout hearted are spoyled: they haue slept their sleepe, and all the men of strength haue not found their hands.
6At thy rebuke, O God of Iaakob, both the chariot and horse are cast a sleepe.