At the soundof the tumultpeoplesflee;At the liftingup of Yourself nationsdisperse.
The nationsmadean uproar,the kingdomstottered;He raisedHis voice,the earthmelted.
Do not slaythem, ormy peoplewill forget;Scatterthem by Your power,and bringthem down,O Lord,our shield.
As smokeis drivenaway,[so] drive[them] away;As waxmeltsbeforethe fire,[So] let the wickedperishbeforeGod.
For they have fledfrom the swords,From the drawnsword,and from the bentbowAnd from the pressof battle.
Your spoilis gathered[as] the caterpillargathers;As locustsrushingaboutmen rushabouton it.
"Therefore you shall prophesyagainstthem allthesewords,and you shall sayto them, 'The LORDwill roarfrom on highAnd utterHis voicefrom His holyhabitation;He will roarmightilyagainstHis fold.He will shoutlike those who tread[the grapes], Againstallthe inhabitantsof the earth.
A clamorhas cometo the endof the earth,Becausethe LORDhas a controversywith the nations.He is enteringinto judgmentwith allflesh;As for the wicked,He has giventhem to the sword,'declaresthe LORD."
