3 At the noise of the pounding hooves of his steeds,the clanking chariots, the rumbling wheels,Parents do not turn back for their children;their hands hang helpless,
4 Because of the day that is comingto destroy all the PhilistinesAnd cut off from Tyre and Sidonthe last of their allies.Yes, the Lord is destroying the Philistines,the remnant from the coasts of Caphtor.
5 Baldness is visited upon Gaza,Ashkelon is reduced to silence;Ashdod, remnant of their strength,how long will you gash yourself?
6 Ah! Sword of the Lord!When will you find rest?Return to your scabbard;stop, be still!
7 How can it find restwhen the Lord has commanded it?Against Ashkelon and the seacoast,there he has appointed it.