Rise and thresh, Daughter Zion, for I will make your horns iron and your hooves bronze so that you can crush many peoples. Then you will set apart their plunder for the Lord, their wealth for the Lord of the whole earth.
At the sound of the stamping hooves of his stallions, the rumbling of his chariots, and the clatter of their wheels, fathers will not turn back for their sons. They will be utterly helpless
He will trample all your streets with the hooves of his horses. He will slaughter your people with the sword, and your mighty pillars will fall to the ground.
‘At the time of the end, the king of the South will engage him in battle, but the king of the North will storm against him with chariots, horsemen, and many ships. He will invade countries and sweep through them like a flood.