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12 When the fourth angel blew his trumpet, one-third of the sun, one-third of the moon, and one-third of the stars were struck so that one-third of them turned dark. One-third of the day was kept from having light, as was the night.

The Vision of the Eagle Flying

13 Then I looked, and I heard an eagle flying overhead say in a loud voice,

“How terrible, how terrible, how terrible
    for those living on the earth,
because of the blasts of the remaining trumpets
    that the three angels are about to blow!”

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