"Goliath could not tell for sure until the lad had reached to within fifty or so feet of him. He was puny. And he wore no armor. He was clad as a shepherd without his cloak. He had a shepherd's staff and sling in his hand. He looked like a teenager. In fact, he was quite handsome and Goliath thought it would be a pleasure to sexually violate this stripling. But he was insulted by the challenge. He boiled with rage. He screamed out to his enemies on the hillside, "AM I A DOG THAT YOU COME TO ME WITH STICKS? I CURSE YOU BY DAGON, BA'ALZEBUL, MOLECH AND ASHERAH! YOU FILTHY HEBREW COWARDS!" Goliath turned to David and said, "Come to me, boy. I will give your flesh to the vultures and jackals. After I have my way with you!" David shouted to him, "You come with scimitar and javelin, but I come in the name of Yahweh of hosts, the God of the armies of Israel, whom you have blasphemed! This day Yahweh will deliver you into my hand and I will smite you and cut off your head!" Goliath laughed with incredulity. And it is a puny pontificating pipsqueak no less. I wonder if the little rat is going to keep on talking. He did. "I will give your body to the vultures and jackals, and all the earth will know that there is a god in Israel whose name is Yahweh Elohim! And this assembly will know that Yahweh saves not with sword or spear! For the battle is Yahweh's and he will give you into our hands!" Goliath muttered, "Sanctimonious little twat."