“From the day of great doom when a devastating flood,
A wall of great waves wiped out the giants.
Their fight was futile, their fate was determined,
Strangers to God, sunk in their sin, scores were settled by God,
When with a rush the Ruler wrecked them with water”
That Sword Melted
“All of it like ice, every bit of it melted—
Like water ropes unwound when the Father unties them,
Looses the fetters of frost, and frees up the water”
That Blow
“Our Shielding held that hilt, and hit and struck with it,
Emboldened with battle-lust, that blow was great;
He was wrathful and reckless, his rage was just.
It pierced her proud neck, the point went deep,
Her spine snapped; the blade sliced clean through
Her blotched body, blood went to the floor with her,
His blade was blood-wet, his boast erupted”
Ancient Doom
“He saw a great sword, a slasher from old time,
Ancient doom from the ettins [giants], with an edge well-tempered,
A warrior’s war-treasure, a weapon unmatched,
Too hard and heavy to be held by three men
To brandish in battle, in the brunt of war”
No Other Option
“The preacher must recognize that spiritual warfare is taking place as people are thinking through the implications of the truth”
Olford, Anointed Expository Preaching, p. 195
God of Battles
“But the blessed God of battles brought him deliverance.”
Utterly Spent
“Spent with the struggle, he staggered and fell,
Though fierce among fighters, he fell nonetheless”
Wolf in the Water
“Then he saw that she-devil, that savage wolf-in-the-water,
That monstrous mere-hag. With a main stroke
He spun his strong blade, and struck her foul head.
The blade sang as he swung, a savage war-song”
Sharp Battle Bolt
“Hearing the horn, those hateful beasts dove,
The great prince of the Geats grasped his bow ,
And shot with sure aim, the shaft flying true,
Its mark a great monster, striking its middle,
The sharp battle bolt bloodied the water,
As the serpent swam slowly, singled out by death”
Watching the Water
“They watched the water; they saw worms and serpents,
Sea monsters strange that sounded the depths,
And cold and cruel kraken on the crags basking”