³ The army is like a fire, consuming everything in its path—
    a scorching flame burning everything behind them.
The land before them is sweet like the garden of Eden.
    The land following—only a lonely desert; nothing is spared in judgment.
⁴ They look like horses arrayed for battle;
    they charge ahead like warhorses.
⁵ They sound like clattering chariots racing over mountaintops,
    like a crackling fire engulfing stubble,
Like a mighty army maneuvering for battle.