They had breastplates, like breastplates of iron. The sound of their wings was like the sound of chariots, or of many horses rushing to war.

胸前有甲，好像铁甲。它们翅膀的声音，好像许多车马奔跑上阵的声音。

它们胸前有甲，好像铁甲；又有翅膀的响声，好像许多车马奔跑上阵的声音。

它们胸前有甲，好像铁甲；又有翅膀的响声，好像许多车马奔跑上阵的声音。

胸前有甲，如同铁甲，鼓动翅膀时声音如同千军万马奔赴战场。

它们的胸甲像铁甲，它们翅膀的声音好像许多马车奔驰上阵的声音。

它们有护胸甲像铁甲；它们翅膀的声音像许多马匹的战车奔驰出战的声音；

胸前有甲，好像鐵甲。牠們翅膀的聲音，好像許多車馬奔跑上陣的聲音。

牠們胸前有甲，好像鐵甲；又有翅膀的響聲，好像許多車馬奔跑上陣的聲音。

牠們胸前有甲，好像鐵甲；又有翅膀的響聲，好像許多車馬奔跑上陣的聲音。

胸前有甲，如同鐵甲，鼓動翅膀時聲音如同千軍萬馬奔赴戰場。

牠們的胸甲像鐵甲，牠們翅膀的聲音好像許多馬車奔馳上陣的聲音。

牠們有胸甲像鐵的胸甲，牠們翅膀的響聲像許多車馬奔跑出戰的響聲。

牠們有護胸甲像鐵甲；牠們翅膀的聲音像許多馬匹的戰車奔馳出戰的聲音；

又有胸甲如鐵甲、其翼之聲、如車馬紛紜、疾趨以戰、

胸護以鐵、翮有聲、如車馬之多、疾走以戰、

有甲如鐵甲、其翼之聲、如車馬眾多疾馳以戰之聲、

甲如鐵甲、雙翅轟轟作聲、若千車萬馬奔騰赴陣、

They had breastplates like breastplates of iron, and the sound of their wings was like the thundering of many horses and chariots rushing into battle.

Their chests were covered with something that looked like armor made out of iron. The sound of their wings was like the thundering of many horses and chariots rushing into battle.

they had breastplates like breastplates of iron, and the noise of their wings was like the noise of many chariots with horses rushing into battle.

They wore armor made of iron, and their wings roared like an army of chariots rushing into battle.

they had chests like iron breastplates; the sound of their wings was like the sound of many chariots with horses rushing into battle;

They had breastplates like breastplates of iron; and the sound of their wings was like the sound of chariots, of many horses rushing to battle.

And they had breastplates like breastplates of iron, and the sound of their wings was like the sound of chariots with many horses running into battle.

And they had breastplates, as it were breastplates of iron; and the sound of their wings was as the sound of chariots, of many horses rushing to war.

they had chests like iron breastplates; the sound of their wings was like the sound of chariots with many horses rushing into battle;

And they had breastplates, as it were breastplates of iron; and the sound of their wings[ was] as the sound of chariots of many horses running to battle.

They had breastplates like iron breastplates, and the sound of their wings was like the noise of many horse- drawn chariots charging into battle.

Like the noise of chariots on the tops of the mountains, they leap, like the noise of a flame of fire that devours the stubble, like a strong people set in battle array.At their presence the peoples are in anguish. All faces have grown pale.They run like mighty men. They climb the wall like warriors. They each march in his line, and they don’t swerve off course.Neither does one jostle another; they march everyone in his path, and they burst through the defenses, and don’t break ranks.

His bones are like tubes of bronze. His limbs are like bars of iron.

Thus I saw the horses in the vision, and those who sat on them, having breastplates of fiery red, hyacinth blue, and sulfur yellow; and the horses’ heads resembled lions’ heads. Out of their mouths proceed fire, smoke, and sulfur.

As often as the trumpet sounds he snorts,‘ Aha!’ He smells the battle afar off, the thunder of the captains, and the shouting.

The chariots rage in the streets. They rush back and forth in the wide ways. Their appearance is like torches. They run like the lightnings.He summons his picked troops. They stumble on their way. They dash to its wall, and the protective shield is put in place.

The flakes of his flesh are joined together. They are firm on him. They can’t be moved.His heart is as firm as a stone, yes, firm as the lower millstone.When he raises himself up, the mighty are afraid. They retreat before his thrashing.If one attacks him with the sword, it can’t prevail; nor the spear, the dart, nor the pointed shaft.He counts iron as straw; and bronze as rotten wood.The arrow can’t make him flee. Sling stones are like chaff to him.Clubs are counted as stubble. He laughs at the rushing of the javelin.His undersides are like sharp potsherds, leaving a trail in the mud like a threshing sledge.

For all the armor of the armed man in the noisy battle, and the garments rolled in blood, will be for burning, fuel for the fire.