They run like mighty men,
They climb the wall like soldiers;
And they each march in line,
Nor do they deviate from their paths.

Proclaim this among the nations:
Prepare a war; rouse the mighty men!
Let all the soldiers draw near, let them come up!

Beat your plowshares into swords
And your pruning hooks into spears;
Let the weak say, “I am a mighty man.”