He breaks me with breach upon breach; he runs upon me like a warrior.
You have turned cruel to me; with the might of your hand you persecute me.
For he crushes me with a tempest and multiplies my wounds without cause;
Deep calls to deep at the roar of your waterfalls; all your breakers and your waves have gone over me.
Like warriors they charge; like soldiers they scale the wall. They march each on his way; they do not swerve from their paths.
And he struck them hip and thigh with a great blow, and he went down and stayed in the cleft of the rock of Etam.