8 Swifter than leopards are their horses,and faster than desert wolves.Their horses spring forward;they come from far away;they fly like an eagle hastening to devour.
9 All of them come for violence,their combined onslaught, a stormwindto gather up captives like sand.
10 They scoff at kings,ridicule princes;They laugh at any fortress,heap up an earthen ramp, and conquer it.
11 Then they sweep through like the wind and vanish—they make their own strength their god!
12 Are you not from of old, O Lord,my holy God, immortal?Lord, you have appointed them for judgment,O Rock, you have set them in place to punish!
13 Your eyes are too pure to look upon wickedness,and the sight of evil you cannot endure.Why, then, do you gaze on the faithless in silencewhile the wicked devour those more just than themselves?
14 You have made mortals like the fish in the sea,like creeping things without a leader.