4 Gird the horses, and go up, ye horsemen, And station yourselves with helmets, Polish the javelins, put on the coats of mail.
5 Wherefore have I seen them dismayed -- They are turned backward, And their mighty ones are beaten down, And 'to' a refuge they have fled, and not turned the face? Fear 'is' round about -- an affirmation of Jehovah.
6 The swift do not flee, nor do the mighty escape, Northward, by the side of the river Phrat, They have stumbled and fallen.
7 Who is this? as a flood he cometh up, As rivers do his waters shake themselves!
8 Egypt, as a flood cometh up, And as rivers the waters shake themselves. And he saith, I go up; I cover the land, I destroy the city and the inhabitants in it.
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