ECB(i)
1 Blast the shophar in Siyon! And shout in my holy mountain! All the settlers of the land quiver: for the day of Yah Veh approaches - nearby:
2 a day of dripping darkness and of darkness; a day of clouds and of thick darkness as the dawn spread on the mountains: a great people and a mighty; neither became the like eternally nor adds to become afterward to the years of generation and generation.
3 A fire consumes at their face; and behind them a flame inflames: the land is as the garden of Eden at their face, and behind them a desolate wilderness; yes, and there are no escapees.
4 Their visage is as the visage of horses; and as cavalry, thus they run:
5 as the voice of chariots on the mountain tops, they dance; - as the voice of a flame of fire consumes the stubble - as a mighty people set in war array.
6 In front of their face the people writhe: all faces gather flushness:
7 they run as the mighty; they ascend the wall as men of war; and every man marches on his ways: and they neither entangle their paths
8 nor man thrust brother: they walk all their mighty in the highway: and when they fall on the sword, they are not cut off.
9 They run to and fro in the city; they run on the wall; they ascend on the houses; they enter at the windows as a thief:
10 the earth quakes at their face; the heavens quake; the sun and the moon darken; and the stars gather their brilliance:
11 and Yah Veh gives his voice at the face of his valiant; for his camp is mighty great: for he who works his word is mighty: for the day of Yah Veh is great and mighty awesome; and who can contain it?