Joel - Ferrar Fenton Bible Translation page 610

2-10 1-15

How the cattle are groaning !—-— The flocks in the sheep pens are weeping I For they have no food, And the sheep flocks are wasted! So I cry to you, LORD, For hre burns up the grass 011 the pastures L! Flame has burnt all the trees of the land! And to you low the cows in the field, F or the springs of the brooks are run dry, And the tire has burnt up the grass of the pastures! Wai! uber Quiclwuutiug wana! Blow the Trumpet in Zion! Arouse My Holy Mountain! Let all tremble who dwell in the land; For the day of the LORD marches on,—···it comes near! A day of thick darkness and gloom, A day of black clouds and of blackness, ··· Like darkness spread out on the Hills ; A numerous People and mighty! Their like has not been from of old, Nor after them will be repeated, To the years of the ages on ages! Before them a fire consumes, And after them bright flames are blazing! The land like a Garden of Eden before, And after, a desolate desert!

And there is no refuge against them l What terrible horsemen they seem I Like chariots onward fierce rushing With a crash on the top of the mountains! They crackle like rcarings of flame, Like {ire devouring the stubble 1 Like a powerful army when charging in war The Nations before them all quiver, All faces before them are lividl Like heroes they rush on their way, They mount up the wall as do warriors, Advancing each one in his rank, ~— And who never break out from their line, Or anyone jostle his fellow! They boldly march straight on their way, And from the artillery shrink not! They charge to the walls of a town ! They rush on approaching the buildings! Like robbers they climb to the windows, Before them earth trembles, skies shake; The Sun and the Moon put on mourning! The Stars also cease from their shining 6 1 0