Before the face of his wrath who shall stand? and who will rise up in the burning of his anger? his wrath was poured out as fire, and the rocks were torn down from him.

But, with an overflow rolling on, a full end, will he make of them who rise up against him, - and, his foes, will he pursue into darkness.

What do ye imagine against the LORD? he will make an utter end: affliction shall not rise up the second time.

The chariots race madly through the streets; they rush back and forth in the public squares. Their appearance like lightning bolts, they dart about like flashes of lightning.

He gives orders to his officers;
they stumble as they advance.
They race to its wall;
the protective shield is set in place.