From the multitude of his horses their dust shall cover you. From the sound of the horsemen, and the wheel, and the chariot, your walls shall shake when he goes into your gates, as they enter a city that is breached.
Your wealth and your wares and your goods, your seamen and your sailors making strong your seams, and the traders of your goods, and all your men of war who are in you, and all your assembly in your midst, shall fall into the heart of the seas in the day of your ruin.
I made the nations shake at the sound of his fall when I made him go down to Sheol with those going down into the Pit. And all the trees of Eden shall be cheered in the earth’s lowest parts, the choice and best of Lebanon, all that drink waters.
The shield of his mighty ones has become red, the sons of strength are clothed in scarlet, the chariots will flame like iron torches in the day of preparation, and the cypresses are made to quiver.