5As the noise of chariots, on the tops of the mountains they skip, As the noise of a flame of fire devouring stubble, As a mighty people set in array for battle.
6From its face pained are peoples, All faces have gathered paleness.
7As mighty ones they run, As men of war they go up a wall, And each in his own ways they do go, And they embarrass not their paths.
8And each his brother they press not, Each in his way they go on, If by the missile they fall, they are not cut off.
9In the city they run to and fro, On the wall they run, Into houses they go up by the windows, They go in as a thief.
10At their face trembled hath the earth, Shaken have the heavens, Sun and moon have been black, And stars have gathered up their shining.
11And Jehovah hath given forth His voice before His force, For very great [is] His camp, For mighty [is] the doer of His word, For great [is] the day of Jehovah -- very fearful, And who doth bear it?
