Hear, O ye elders! Ponder this well, all ye that dwell in the land, if ever there happened such a thing in your days, or in the days of your fathers.

Blow out the trumpet in Zion, and cry upon my holy hill: that all such as dwell in the land, may tremble at it. For the day of the LORD cometh, and is hard at hand:

a dark and gloomy day, a cloudy and black day. As the morning is spread over the mountains, so it this populous and strong people: such as have not been since the beginning, neither shall be after them for evermore.