T hey shall hold the bow and the lance: they are cruel, and will not shew mercy: their voice shall roar like the sea, and they shall ride upon horses, every one put in array, like a man to the battle, against thee, O daughter of Babylon.
Son crueles y desalmados. Manejan el arco y la lanza, montan caballos, y su voz resuena como el mar. Se preparan a atacarte, pobre Babilonia, como hombres de guerra que son.
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