And upon them that are left alive of you I will send a faintness into their hearts in the lands of their enemies; and the sound of a shaken leaf shall chase them; and they shall flee, as fleeing from a sword; and they shall fall when none pursueth.
Can the rush grow up without mire? can the flag grow without water?
It is drawn, and cometh out of the body; yea, the glittering sword cometh out of his gall: terrors are upon him.
For when they shall say, Peace and safety; then sudden destruction cometh upon them, as travail upon a woman with child; and they shall not escape.