⁸ Neither does a man crowd his fellow soldier;^[a]
    each one marches in his own path.
When they fall by the sword
    they are not injured.
⁹ They swarm through the city,
    running upon its ramparts.
Climbing atop the houses,
    they enter through windows like a thief.”

¹⁰ “The land quivers in their presence;
    even the heavens shake.
The sun and moon will grow dark,
    and the stars will stop shining.