When King David wrote, “He trains
my hands for war, so that my arms can bend a bow of bronze,” the great warrior-poet
was not reaching for an apt figure of speech to describe some vigorous
spiritual exercise. He meant it absolutely literally. David had men on every
side who were trying to kill him with bows, arrows, swords and spears. His
enemies were not looking for a bracing intellectual argument; they intended to
spill David’s blood, and spill it in copious quantities.
Moreover, God was not standing aloof from David’s very
physical struggles. He was right in there equipping his servant to pierce, crush,
injure and maim his fellow man.