terror and dread fell upon them. By the might of your arm they became silent like stone, while your people, Lord, passed over, while the people whom you created passed over.
But you are “a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people of his own, so that you may announce the praises” of him who called you out of darkness into his wonderful light.
Then terror spread through the camp and the countryside; all the soldiers in the outpost and in the raiding parties shuddered in terror. The earth shook with an awesome shuddering. Rout of the Philistines.