Lament like a virgin girded with sackcloth for the husband of her youth.

a day of darkness and gloominess, a day of clouds and thick darkness, as the dawn spread upon the mountains; a great people and a strong; there hath not been ever the like, neither shall be any more after them, even to the years of many generations.

Like the noise of chariots on the tops of the mountains do they leap, like the noise of a flame of fire that devoureth the stubble, as a strong people set in battle array.

They run like mighty men; they climb the wall like men of war; and they march every one on his ways, and they break not their ranks.

They leap upon the city; they run upon the wall; they climb up into the houses; they enter in at the windows like a thief.