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his are such whirling thoughts as fugitive has, just escaped from the battle. Then, at the moment of deliverance, comes waking; and he marvels to find his fears all vain. (Ecclesiasticus 40, 7)
and he will sit in judgement on the nations, giving his award to a multitude of peoples. They will melt down their swords into plough-shares, their spears into pruning-hooks, nation levying war against nation and training itself for battle no longer. (Isaiah 2, 4)
Of the men-folk, too, all that is fairest shall fall by the sword, all that is bravest, slain in battle. (Isaiah 3, 25)
The hills echo with the voices of a multitude, as if a host had gathered; voices of assembled kings, of whole peoples mustered there; the Lord of hosts is marshalling his troops for battle. (Isaiah 13, 4)
They have fled to escape the sword, the drawn sword, to escape the bow already bent against them, the stress of battle. (Isaiah 21, 15)
What means this shouting everywhere, these thronged streets, as of a city that makes holiday? Alas for thy dead, that were never slain by the sword, never died in battle; (Isaiah 22, 2)
A promise from the Lord God! Here is lion, or cub of a lion, growling over his prey; what though the shepherds rally, and go out to meet him? Nothing cares he for their shouts, is not awed by their numbers. So it will be with the Lord of hosts, when he comes down to war, here on mount Sion, with his own hill-side for battle-ground. (Isaiah 31, 4)
News had come that Taracha, king of the Ethiopians, was on his way to do battle with him. And the king, when he heard the report, despatched messengers to Ezechias; (Isaiah 37, 9)
He should rout them in battle, and pass through their country unmolested, leaving not a footprint behind him. (Isaiah 41, 3)
Like a giant the Lord shall go out to battle, like a warrior that stirs up his own rage, with hue and cry, flouting his enemies.✻ (Isaiah 42, 13)
tell it far and wide, Jerusalem has heard the bruit of her besiegers coming from a distant land, that even now raise their battle-cry among the cities of Juda; (Jeremiah 4, 16)
Deep, deep rankles the wound; my very heart-strings echo lament; no rest is mine, since my ear caught bray of trumpet and cry of battle. (Jeremiah 4, 19)
