23. They will lay hold on bow and spear;They are cruel and have no mercy;Their voice roars like the sea;And they ride on horses,As men of war set in array against you, O daughter of Zion.”
24. We have heard the report of it;Our hands grow feeble.Anguish has taken hold of us,Pain as of a woman in labor.
25. Do not go out into the field,Nor walk by the way.Because of the sword of the enemy,Fear is on every side.