2 A day of darkness and gloominess, a day of clouds and thick darkness, as blackness spreads over the mountains. A great and mighty people— from antiquity there was never anything like it, nor after it ever again from generation to generation.
3 A fire devours before them and behind them flame blazes up. Like the Garden of Eden is the land before them, and behind them a desolate wilderness. Nothing at all ever escapes them.
4 Their appearance is like the appearance of horses— they gallop like war horses.
5 Like the clatter of chariots, they leap on the tops of mountains, like crackling flame of fire devouring stubble, like a mighty horde in battle array.
6 Before them peoples are in anguish. All faces become ashen gray.
7 They run like mighty men. They climb a wall like men of war. They each march in line, never deviating from their ways.
8 One does not crowd another. Each one marches on his own highway. They plunge through the weapons, never breaking off.