Their quiver is like an open tomb; They are all mighty men.
Whose arrows are sharp, And all their bows bent; Their horses’ hooves will seem like flint, And their wheels like a whirlwind.
For there is no faithfulness in their mouth; Their inward part is destruction; Their throat is an open tomb; They flatter with their tongue.
“Their throat is an open tomb; With their tongues they have practiced deceit”; “The poison of asps is under their lips”;
Also their bows will dash the young men to pieces, And they will have no pity on the fruit of the womb; Their eye will not spare children.
He has caused the arrows of His quiver To pierce my loins.
Thus says the Lord: “Behold, a people comes from the north country, And a great nation will be raised from the farthest parts of the earth.
They will lay hold on bow and spear; They are cruel and have no mercy; Their voice roars like the sea; And they ride on horses, As men of war set in array against you, O daughter of Zion.”