4. As the appearance of horses [is] its appearance, And as horsemen, so they run.
5. As the noise of chariots, on the tops of the mountains they skip, As the noise of a flame of fire devouring stubble, As a mighty people set in array for battle.
6. From its face pained are peoples, All faces have gathered paleness.
7. As mighty ones they run, As men of war they go up a wall, And each in his own ways they do go, And they embarrass not their paths.
8. And each his brother they press not, Each in his way they go on, If by the missile they fall, they are not cut off.