He lifts up a banner1 for the distant nations, he whistles2 for those at the ends of the earth.3 Here they come, swiftly and speedily!
Not one of them grows tired4 or stumbles, not one slumbers or sleeps; not a belt5 is loosened at the waist,6 not a sandal thong is broken.728
Their arrows are sharp,8 all their bows9 are strung; their horses' hoofs10 seem like flint, their chariot wheels like a whirlwind.1129
Their roar is like that of the lion,12 they roar like young lions; they growl as they seize13 their prey and carry it off with no one to rescue.1430
In that day15 they will roar over it like the roaring of the sea.16 And if one looks at the land, he will see darkness17 and distress;18 even the light will be darkened19 by the clouds.