8 His horses are faster than leopards;they are quicker than wolves of the evening.His horsemen charge forward;his horsemen come from far away.They fly in to devour, swiftly, like an eagle.
9 They come for violence,the horde with all their faces set toward the desert.He takes captives like sand.
10 He makes fun of kings;rulers are ridiculous to him.He laughs at every fortress,then he piles up dirt and takes it.
11 He passes through like the wind and invades;but he will be held guilty,the one whose strength is his god.
12 Lord, aren’t you ancient, my God, my holy one?Don’t let us die.Lord, you put the Chaldean here for judgment.Rock, you established him as a rebuke.
13 Your eyes are too pure to look on evil;you are unable to look at disaster.Why would you look at the treacherousor keep silent when the wicked swallows one who is more righteous?
14 You made humans like the fish of the sea,like creeping things with no one to rule over them.