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El día terrible del Señor

Toquen trompeta en Sión(A),
Y suenen alarma en Mi santo monte.
Tiemblen todos los habitantes de la tierra,
Porque viene el día del Señor;
Ciertamente está cercano(B),
Día de tinieblas y densas sombras(C),
Día nublado y de densa oscuridad.
Como la aurora sobre los montes, se extiende
Un pueblo grande y poderoso(D);
Nunca ha habido nada semejante a él(E),
Ni tampoco lo habrá después
Por años de muchas generaciones.
Delante de él consume el fuego(F),
Y detrás de él abrasa la llama.
Como el huerto del Edén(G) es la tierra delante de él;
Y detrás de él, un desierto desolado(H),
Y de él nada escapa.

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Blow ye the trumpet in Zion, and sound an alarm in my holy mountain: let all the inhabitants of the land tremble: for the day of the Lord cometh, for it is nigh at hand;

A day of darkness and of gloominess, a day of clouds and of thick darkness, as the morning spread upon the mountains: a great people and a strong; there hath not been ever the like, neither shall be any more after it, even to the years of many generations.

A fire devoureth before them; and behind them a flame burneth: the land is as the garden of Eden before them, and behind them a desolate wilderness; yea, and nothing shall escape them.

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An Army of Locusts

Blow the trumpet(A) in Zion;(B)
    sound the alarm on my holy hill.(C)

Let all who live in the land tremble,
    for the day of the Lord(D) is coming.
It is close at hand(E)
    a day of darkness(F) and gloom,(G)
    a day of clouds(H) and blackness.(I)
Like dawn spreading across the mountains
    a large and mighty army(J) comes,
such as never was in ancient times(K)
    nor ever will be in ages to come.

Before them fire(L) devours,
    behind them a flame blazes.
Before them the land is like the garden of Eden,(M)
    behind them, a desert waste(N)
    nothing escapes them.

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