At the noise of the stamping of the hooves of his strong horses, at the rushing of his chariots, the rumbling of his wheels; the fathers shall not look back to their sons, because of sinking of hands;
With the hoofs of the horses, he will trample all your open places. He shall kill your people by the sword, and the pillars of your strength shall go down to the ground.
And at the end time, the king of the south will press against him. And the king of the north shall come against him like a tempest, with chariots and with horsemen and with many ships. And he shall go into the lands and shall overflow and pass over.
Rise up and thresh, O daughter of Zion, for I will make your horn iron, and I will make your hoofs bronze, and you shall crush many peoples. And I will dedicate their gain to Jehovah, and their wealth to the Lord of all the earth.