He breaks me with wound upon wound; He runs at me like a warrior.
But You have become cruel to me; With the strength of Your hand You oppose me.
For He crushes me with a tempest, And multiplies my wounds without cause.
Deep calls unto deep at the noise of Your waterfalls; All Your waves and billows have gone over me.
They run like mighty men, They climb the wall like men of war; Every one marches in formation, And they do not break ranks.
So he attacked them hip and thigh with a great slaughter; then he went down and dwelt in the cleft of the rock of Etam.