For the stars of the heavens and their constellations, shall not flash forth their light,—Obscured shall be the sun in his going forth, And the moon, shall not shed her light.
And, at that time, will Michael, the great ruler who standeth for the sons of thy people, make a stand, and there will be a time of trouble, such as never was since there was a nation, up to that time,—and, at that time, shall thy people, be delivered, every one found written in the hook;
Then shall blush the silvery moon, Then turn pale the glowing sun,—Because Yahweh of hosts hath become king In Mount Zion And in Jerusalem, And before his Elders in glory,
But, straightway after the tribulation of those days, the sun, will be darkened, and, the moon, will not give her brightness, and, the stars, will fall from heaven,—and, the powers of the heavens, will be shaken;
Yea he will growl at him in that day, like the growling of the sea,—Though he look hard for the land, lo! the darkness of distress, Yea the light, hath grown dark in its clouds!
The best of them, is as a sharp briar, and, the most upright, worse than a thorn hedge, The day of thy watchmen—of thy visitation, hath come, Now, shall be their confusion!
Alas! the booming of many peoples, Like the booming of the seas, shall they boom,—And the rushing of nations! Like the rushing of mighty waters, shall they rush.
And they will fall by the edge of the sword, and be carried away captive into all the nations, and, Jerusalem, shall be trodden down by the nations, until the seasons of the nations shall be fulfilled and shall be.