1 Blow a horn in Zion, || And shout in My holy hill, || All inhabitants of the earth tremble, || For the Day of YHWH is coming, for [it is] near!

2 A day of darkness and thick darkness, || A day of cloud and thick darkness, || As darkness spread on the mountains, || A people numerous and mighty, || Like there has not been from of old, || And after it there is not again—Until the years of generation and generation.

3 Before it fire has consumed, || And after it a flame burns, || As the Garden of Eden [is] the land before it, || And after it a wilderness—a desolation! And also there has not been to it an escape,

4 As the appearance of horses [is] its appearance, || And as horsemen, so they run.

5 As the noise of chariots, they skip on the tops of the mountains, || As the noise of a flame of fire devouring stubble, || As a mighty people set in array for battle.

6 Pained are peoples from its face, || All faces have gathered paleness.

7 They run as mighty ones, || As men of war they go up a wall, || And they each go in his own ways, || And they do not change their paths.

8 And each does not press his brother, || They each go on in his way, || If they fall by the missile, they are not cut off.

Joel 2:1-8, Literal Standard Version. Copyright © 2020 Covenant Press.
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