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Like the clatter of chariots,[a]
they leap on the tops of mountains,
like crackling flame of fire devouring stubble,
like a mighty horde in battle array.
Before them peoples are in anguish.
All faces become ashen gray.
They run like mighty men.
They climb a wall like men of war.
They each march in line,
    never deviating from their ways.

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Footnotes

  1. Joel 2:5 cf. Rev. 9:9.