GAZA CITY, Gaza Strip — Sweat streamed through the beards of three men clutching the body of Jamal Dalu, 7, as they raced through the streets toward his final resting place here amid bursts from assault rifles fired into the air and shouts of ‘‘God is great.’’

They occasionally bent to kiss the boy’s bare and bloodied head or shrouded feet. But they had to jog to stay ahead of the body of his father on a grand wooden pallet, and thousands who thronged on all sides.