Translations
You drove his own spears through the heads of his warriors; they came like a whirlwind to scatter Your people — their war-cry the howl of predators devouring the helpless under cover of darkness.
You pierced the head of his war-bands with their own shafts; they came storming to scatter me, their gloating like devouring the poor in secret.
Thou didst strike through with his staves the head of his villages: they came out as a whirlwind to scatter me: their rejoicing was as to devour the poor secretly.
With his own spear You pierced his head, when his warriors stormed out to scatter us, gloating as though ready to secretly devour the weak.

