As often as it passes, it shall take you; for it shall pass in the morning, in the morning, in the day and in the night, it shall only be a terror to understand the message.
He trod His bow like an enemy, and set His right hand like an oppressive one; and killed all who were desirable to the eye in the tent of the daughter of Zion. He poured out His fury like fire.
And at the ninth hour Jesus cried with a loud voice, saying, Eloi, Eloi, lama sabachthani? (Which being translated is, “My God, My God, why did You forsake Me?”) Psa. 22:1
I will make My arrows drunk with blood, and My sword shall devour flesh, with the blood of the slain and of the captives, from the hairy head of the enemy.