their arrows are sharp; all their bows strung; their horses’ hoofs seem like flint, and their wheels like the whirlwind.
Jeremiah 47:3 - New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021 At the noise of the stamping of the hoofs of his stallions, at the clatter of his chariots, at the rumbling of their wheels, parents do not turn back for children, so feeble are their hands, More versionsKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 At the noise of the stamping of the hoofs of his strong horses, at the rushing of his chariots, and at the rumbling of his wheels, the fathers shall not look back to their children for feebleness of hands; Amplified Bible - Classic Edition At the noise of the stamping of the hoofs of [the Chaldean king's] war-horses, at the rattling of his chariots, and at the rumbling of his wheels, the fathers do not look back to their children, so feeble are their hands [with terror] American Standard Version (1901) At the noise of the stamping of the hoofs of his strong ones, at the rushing of his chariots, at the rumbling of his wheels, the fathers look not back to their children for feebleness of hands; Common English Bible At the pounding of the stallions’ hooves, at the deafening roar of the chariots’ wheels, parents abandon children, so paralyzed are they with fear. Catholic Public Domain Version before the uproar of a procession of weapons and of his soldiers, before the commotion of his four-horse chariots and the multitude of his wheels. The fathers have not looked back for the sons, because of feebleness of hands, Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version At the noise of the marching of arms and of his soldiers, at the rushing of his chariots and the multitude of his wheels. The fathers have not looked back to the children, for feebleness of hands, |
their arrows are sharp; all their bows strung; their horses’ hoofs seem like flint, and their wheels like the whirlwind.
Advance, O horses, and dash madly, O chariots! Let the warriors go forth: Cush and Put, who carry the shield, the Ludim, who draw the bow.
They wield bow and spear; they are cruel and have no mercy. The sound of them is like the roaring sea; they ride upon horses, set in array as a warrior for battle, against you, O daughter Babylon!
The snorting of their horses is heard from Dan; at the sound of the neighing of their stallions the whole land quakes. They come and devour the land and all that fills it, the city and those who live in it.
They shall come against you from the north with chariots and wagons and a host of peoples; they shall set themselves against you on every side with buckler, shield, and helmet, and I will commit the judgment to them, and they shall judge you according to their ordinances.
The chariots race madly through the streets; they rush to and fro through the squares; their appearance is like torches; they dart like lightning.
Nineveh is like a pool whose waters run away. “Halt! Halt!”— but no one turns back.
they had scales like iron breastplates, and the noise of their wings was like the noise of many chariots with horses rushing into battle.
Then loud beat the horses’ hoofs with the galloping, galloping of his steeds.