Their quiver is like an open tomb, they are all mighty men.
For there is no truth in their mouth; their heart is destruction, their throat is an open sepulchre, they flatter with their tongue.
Their bows will slaughter the young men; they will have no mercy on the fruit of the womb; their eyes will not pity children.
their arrows are sharp, all their bows bent, their horses' hoofs seem like flint, and their wheels like the whirlwind.
Thus says the Lord: “Behold, a people is coming from the north country, a great nation is stirring from the farthest parts of the earth.
They lay hold on bow and spear, they are cruel and have no mercy, the sound of them is like the roaring sea; they ride upon horses, set in array as a man for battle, against you, O daughter of Zion!”
He drove into my heart the arrows of his quiver;
“Their throat is an open grave, they use their tongues to deceive.” “The venom of asps is under their lips.”