His troops move on in large masses like dark threatening clouds Joel 2:2.
Woe unto us! for we are spoiled - Jeremiah’s own cry of grief.
His troops move on in large masses like dark threatening clouds Joel 2:2.
Woe unto us! for we are spoiled - Jeremiah’s own cry of grief.
13 Behold, he shall come up as clouds, and his chariots shall be as a whirlwind: his horses are swifter than eagles. Woe unto us! for we are spoiled.