Fear took hold of them; they hurt like a woman having a baby.
So they got up and ran away in the twilight, leaving their tents, horses, and donkeys. They left the camp standing and ran for their lives.
I saw those terrible things, and now I am in pain; my pains are like the pains of giving birth. What I hear makes me very afraid; what I see causes me to shake with fear.
King Belshazzar was very frightened. His face turned white, his knees knocked together, and he could not stand up because his legs were too weak.
The pain of birth will come for him, but he is like a foolish baby who won’t come out of its mother’s womb.