From the ends of the earth we hear songs of praise, of glory to the Righteous One. But I say, I pine away, I pine away. Woe is me! For the treacherous deal treacherously, the treacherous deal very treacherously.
Terror, and the pit, and the snare are upon you, O inhabitant of the earth!
Whoever flees at the sound of the terror shall fall into the pit; and whoever climbs out of the pit shall be caught in the snare. For the windows of heaven are opened, and the foundations of the earth tremble.
The earth is utterly broken, the earth is torn asunder, the earth is violently shaken.
The earth staggers like a drunkard, it sways like a hut; its transgression lies heavy upon it, and it falls, and will not rise again.
On that day the Lord will punish the host of heaven in heaven, and on earth the kings of the earth.
They will be gathered together like prisoners in a pit; they will be shut up in a prison, and after many days they will be punished.
Then the moon will be abashed, and the sun ashamed; for the Lord of hosts will reign on Mount Zion and in Jerusalem, and before his elders he will manifest his glory.