He has laid My vine waste and splintered My fig tree. He has stripped it and cast it away; its branches grow white.

{Before them} [the] earth quakes; [the] heavens tremble; [the] sun and [the] moon grow dark, and [the] stars {have withheld} their splendor

Then the Lord had a care for the honour of his land and had pity on his people.

Do not be afraid, beasts of the field; for the pastures of the wilderness grow green; for the tree bears its fruit, and the fig tree and the vine yield their strength.

[The] sun and [the] moon grow dark, and [the] stars {have withheld} their splendor.