In the midst of the shouting, I said, “Let me alone.Let me grieve by myself.Don’t tell me it’s going to be all right.These people are doomed. It’s not all right.”For the Master, God-of-the-Angel-Armies,is bringing a day noisy with mobs of people,Jostling and stampeding in the Valley of Vision,knocking down wallsand hollering to the mountains, “Attack! Attack!”Old enemies Elam and Kir arrive armed to the teeth—weapons and chariots and cavalry.Your fine valleys are noisy with war,chariots and cavalry charging this way and that.God has left Judah exposed and defenseless.