“He is torn from the security of his tent,
And they march him before the king of terrors.

His troops march in a column against me, erecting their siege ramps against me; they surround my tent."

“The arrow is drawn forth and it comes out of his back [after passing through his body];
Yes, the glittering point comes out of his gall.
Terrors march in upon him;

Pleasant to him are the mounds of the torrent-bed, - and, after him, doth every man march, as, before him, there were without number.