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To publish glad tidings to the meek hath he sent me;
For Sion's sake I will not keep silence ; And for the sake of Jerusalem I will not rest : Until her righteousness break forth as a strong light: And her salvation, like a blazing torch. And the nations shall see thy righteousness; And all the kings, thy glory : And thou shalt be called by a new name, Which the mouth of Jehovah shall fix upon thee. And thou shalt be a beautiful crown in the hand of Jehovah; And a royal diadem in the grasp of thy God. No more shall it be said unto thee, Thou forsaken! Neither to thy land shall it be said any inore, Thou desolate ! But thou shalt be called, The object of my delight; And thy land, The wedded matron: For Jehovah shall delight in thee ; And thy land shall be joined in marriage.
THE COMING OF A DEVASTATING ARMY.
JOEL CHAPTER 11. VERSES 1--13.
TRANSLATED BY ARCHBISHOP NEWCOMBE.
Blow ye the trumpet in Sion;
Like them there hath not been of old time,
Their appearance shall be like the appearance of horses,
shall they leap; Like the sound of a flame of fire which devoureth stubble. They shall be like a strong people set in battle array. Before them shall the people be much pained : All faces shall gather blackness, They shall run like mighty men; Like warriors shall they climb the wall: And they shall march every one in his way; Neither shall they turn aside from their paths; Neither shall one thrust another: They shall march each in his road; And if they fall upon the sword they shall not be wounded. They shall run to and fro in the city, they shall run upon
the wall, they shall climb up into the houses : They shall enter in at the windows like a thief.
Before them the earth quaketh, the heavens tremble :
Yet even now saith Jehovah,
And the earth was full of his praise.
I saw the tents of Cushan in affliction; The curtains of the land of Midian trembled.
Was Jehovah wroth against the waters? Was thine anger against the floods? Was thy wrath against the sea ? When thou didst ride on thine horses, on thy chariots of
The mountains saw thee, and were troubled ;
Although the fig-tree shall not fɔurish,