Rotherham(i)
3 I myself, have given charge to my hallowed ones,––Yea I have called, My heroes in showing mine anger, My proudly, exulting ones.
4 The noise of a multitude in the mountains, A resemblance of many people,––The noise of a tumult of kingdoms, Nations gathered together, Yahweh of hosts, mustering a host for battle!
5 They are coming in, From a land far away, From the utmost bound of the heavens,––Yahweh––with his weapons of indignation, To destroy the land.