With which the reaper does not fill his hand,
Nor the binder of sheaves his arms,

I remember the days of old;
I meditate on all that You have done;
I ponder the work of Your hands.

“So when you see the abomination of desolation [the appalling sacrilege that astonishes and makes desolate], spoken of by the prophet Daniel, standing in the Holy Place (let the reader understand),