1 Blow the trumpet; sound the alarmon Zion, God's sacred hill.Tremble, people of Judah!The day of the Lord is coming soon.
2 It will be a dark and gloomy day,a black and cloudy day.The great army of locusts advanceslike darkness spreading over the mountains.There has never been anything like it,and there never will be again.
3 Like fire they eat up the plants.In front of them the land is like the Garden of Eden,but behind them it is a barren desert.Nothing escapes them.
4 They look like horses;they run like war horses.