¹⁶     terror^(A) and dread will fall on them.
By the power of your arm
    they will be as still as a stone^(B)—
until your people pass by, Lord,
    until the people you bought^[a](C) pass by.^(D)

⁶ I said, “Oh, that I had the wings of a dove!
    I would fly away and be at rest.