And the woman fled into the desert, where she has a place prepared by God, in which she is to be nourished for a thousand two hundred and threescore days.

And every island fled away, and the mountains sank from sight.

No more shall the voice of harpers and minstrels, flute-players and trumpeters Be heard in you. No more shall any craftsman of any craft Be found at all in you. No more shall the sound of a millstone be heard at all in you.

And I saw a great white throne, and One who sat thereon; from his presence fled earth and sky, and no place was found for them.