I am broken with wound after wound; he comes rushing on me like a man of war.
You have become cruel to me; the strength of your hand is hard on me.
For I would be crushed by his storm, my wounds would be increased without cause.
Deep is sounding to deep at the noise of your waterfalls; all your waves have gone rolling over me.
They are running like strong men, they go over the wall like men of war; every man goes straight on his way, their lines are not broken.
And he made an attack on them, driving them in uncontrolled flight, and causing great destruction; then he went away to his safe place in the crack of the rock at Etam.