Their horses are swifter than leopards, more menacing than wolves at dusk; their horses charge. Their horsemen come from far away; they fly like an eagle swift to devour.
They all come for violence, with faces pressing a forward; they gather captives like sand.
At kings they scoff, and of rulers they make sport. They laugh at every fortress, and heap up earth to take it.
Then they sweep by like the wind; they transgress and become guilty; their own might is their god!
Are you not from of old, O Lord my God, my Holy One? You b shall not die. O Lord, you have marked them for judgment; and you, O Rock, have established them for punishment.
Your eyes are too pure to behold evil, and you cannot look on wrongdoing; why do you look on the treacherous, and are silent when the wicked swallow those more righteous than they?
You have made people like the fish of the sea, like crawling things that have no ruler.
The enemy c brings all of them up with a hook; he drags them out with his net, he gathers them in his seine; so he rejoices and exults.
Therefore he sacrifices to his net and makes offerings to his seine; for by them his portion is lavish, and his food is rich.
Is he then to keep on emptying his net, and destroying nations without mercy?
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