I'm powerful.

My strength is spent.

In surrender become strong.

I am an old woman. My strength is only outward now.

He weakened my strength along the course. He shortened my days.

He weakened my strength in the way he shortened my days.

I used my musket to ensure his continued fear and respect of me.

I have to earn money again!

History happens to be one of my strong points.

Hear me my sons my strength is waning now.

As yet I am as strong today as I was in the day that Moses sent me as my strength was then, even so is my strength now for war, to go out and to come in.

As yet I am as strong this day as I was in the day that Moses sent me as my strength was then, even so is my strength now, for war, both to go out, and to come in.

I promise you that your courage will keep inspiring me and giving me strength.

You know that I have served your father with all of my strength.

Is my strength the strength of stones? Or is my flesh of brass?

Yah is my strength and song. He has become my salvation.

And ye know that with all my power I have served your father.

Is my strength the strength of stones? or is my flesh of brass?

The LORD is my strength and song, and is become my salvation.

As I ride out, as I ride my own inner strength, my own inner resilience, armed as I am with what medication can provide and continue treatment, as I ride out into the battlefield of cancer, asking my rogue cells to behave,

I would never have fully regained my strength.

Before you die, you will have bodily evidence of my power.

My heart throbs. My strength fails me. As for the light of my eyes, it has also left me.

To you, my strength, I will sing praises. For God is my high tower, the God of my mercy.

With God is my salvation and my honor. The rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.

My heart panteth, my strength faileth me as for the light of mine eyes, it also is gone from me.

Unto thee, O my strength, will I sing for God is my defence, and the God of my mercy.

In God is my salvation and my glory the rock of my strength, and my refuge, is in God.

You murdering', deceitful, blindstaggerin' old truaillidh moran! When me strength comes back in the nighttime,

Reuben, you are my firstborn, my might, and the beginning of my strength excelling in dignity, and excelling in power.

Reuben, thou art my firstborn, my might, and the beginning of my strength, the excellency of dignity, and the excellency of power

and lest you say in your heart, My power and the might of my hand has gotten me this wealth.

What is my strength, that I should wait? What is my end, that I should be patient?

My strength is dried up like a potsherd. My tongue sticks to the roof of my mouth. You have brought me into the dust of death.

But don't be far off, Yahweh. You are my help hurry to help me.

And thou say in thine heart, My power and the might of mine hand hath gotten me this wealth.

What is my strength, that I should hope? and what is mine end, that I should prolong my life?

My strength is dried up like a potsherd and my tongue cleaveth to my jaws and thou hast brought me into the dust of death.

But be not thou far from me, O LORD O my strength, haste thee to help me.

And I found that in my dance, my dance, my strength, my energy, my passion, my very life breath.

So let me draw my force of pushing (my force of pushing).

I'm sorry. As you can see, I'm pretty strong, right?

That means I need to know how I tick, when I collapse, where my formidable points are, where my weaker points are.

During the quark epoch, the electroweak force split into the electromagnetic and weak forces.

Behold, God is my salvation. I will trust, and will not be afraid for Yah, Yahweh, is my strength and song and he has become my salvation.