Every fighting man’s boot that he wore in battle will be burned up. So will every piece of clothing covered with blood. All of them will be thrown into the fire.
They will weep when they hear galloping horses. They will weep at the noise of enemy chariots. They will weep at the rumble of their wheels. Parents will not even try to help their children. Their hands will not be able to help them.
They sound like chariots as they leap over the mountaintops. They crackle like fire burning up dry weeds. They are like a mighty army that is ready for battle.