The Day of the Lord Is Coming

The seed shrivels under the clods, the storehouses are desolate. The granaries are ruined because the grain has failed. Even the wild beasts cry to you because the water-brooks are dried up and fire has devoured the pastures of the wilderness. Blow the trumpet in Zion. Call a solemn assembly. Sanctify a fast. Put on sackcloth and lament o' priests, wail o' ministers of the altar. Go in, pass the night in sackcloth,. Because cereal offering and drink offering are withered from the house of your God. Back to Mail Online home. Back to the page you came from.