Matthew Poole and continuators on Ezekiel 21:10

10 It is sharpned to make a sore slaughter ; it is furbished, that it may glitter: should we then make e mirth? It contemneth the rod of my son as every tree.

To slay m[illegible: 1 letter]ny, and with as little regard, as men kill beasts or to offer whole herds of wicked men in sacrifice to the offended justice of God; much after this stile both David, Psal. 44.22. and Isaiah, chap. 34.6.

And strike a terrour into the Enemy.

Shall we allow our selves in jollity, in Feasts, or Dances, or Songs? This would be very uncomely.

This great, sharp, and glittering Sword appointed to cut off.

Marginal references: Or, It is the rod of my son, it despiseth every tree.