But with an overrunning flood he will make an utter end of its place, and darkness shall pursue his enemies.

Take the spoil of silver, take the spoil of gold: for there is no end of treasure or wealth out of all the precious things.

The noise of a whip, and the noise of the rattling of the wheels, and of the prancing horses, and of the jolting chariots.

The horseman lifts up both the bright sword and the glittering spear: and there is a multitude of slain, and a great number of dead bodies; and there is no end of their corpses; they stumble over the corpses: