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

a day of darkness and gloom, a day of clouds and gross 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, to the years of generations and generations.

Like the noise of chariots, on the tops of the mountains, 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 break not their ranks.

They spread themselves over the city; they run upon the wall; they climb up into the houses; they enter in by the windows like a thief.