1. Blow a trumpet in Zion, And sound an alarm on My holy mountain! Let all the inhabitants of the land tremble, For the day of the Lord is coming; Surely it is near,
2. A day of darkness and gloom, A day of clouds and thick darkness. As the dawn is spread over the mountains, So there is a great and mighty people; There has never been anything like it, Nor will there be again after it To the years of many generations.
3. A fire consumes before them And behind them a flame burns. The land is like the garden of Eden before them But a desolate wilderness behind them, And nothing at all escapes them.
4. Their appearance is like the appearance of horses; And like war horses, so they run.
5. With a noise as of chariots They leap on the tops of the mountains, Like the crackling of a flame of fire consuming the stubble, Like a mighty people arranged for battle.
6. Before them the people are in anguish; All faces turn pale.
7. They run like mighty men, They climb the wall like soldiers; And they each march in line, Nor do they deviate from their paths.
8. They do not crowd each other, They march everyone in his path; When they burst through the defenses, They do not break ranks.
9. They rush on the city, They run on the wall; They climb into the houses, They enter through the windows like a thief.
10. Before them the earth quakes, The heavens tremble, The sun and the moon grow dark And the stars lose their brightness.