Their horses are swifter than leopards, more fierce than the evening wolves; their horsemen press proudly on. Yea, their horsemen come from afar; they fly like an eagle swift to devour.
They all come for violence; terror of them goes before them. They gather captives like sand.
At kings they scoff, and of rulers they make sport. They laugh at every fortress, for they heap up earth and take it.
Then they sweep by like the wind and go on, guilty men, whose own might is their god!
Art thou not from everlasting, O LORD my God, my Holy One? We shall not die. O LORD, thou hast ordained them as a judgment; and thou, O Rock, hast established them for chastisement.
Thou who art of purer eyes than to behold evil and canst not look on wrong, why dost thou look on faithless men, and art silent when the wicked swallows up the man more righteous than he?
For thou makest men like the fish of the sea, like crawling things that have no ruler.
He 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 burns incense to his seine; for by them he lives in luxury, and his food is rich.
Is he then to keep on emptying his net, and mercilessly slaying nations for ever?