¹⁴ His troops had come like a storm,
hoping to scatter us
    and glad to gobble us up.
To them we were refugees
    in hiding—
but you smashed their heads
    with their own weapons.^[a]
15 Then your chariots churned
    the waters of the sea.

¹⁶ When I heard this message,^[b]
I felt weak from fear,
    and my lips quivered.
My bones seemed to melt,
    and I stumbled around.
But I will patiently wait.
Someday those vicious enemies
    will be struck by disaster.^[c]