“It is sharpened to make a sore slaughter; it is furbished that it may glitter: should we then make mirth? it contemneth the rod of my son, as every tree.”
King James Version (KJV)
21:10 Of my son - To whom God saith, Thou shalt break them with a rod of iron, #Psa 2:9|. This sword is that rod of iron, which despiseth every tree, and will bear it down.