"Blow the Trumpet"
Joel 2-2
Blow the trumpet in Zion, sound an alarm
In my holy mountain for i listen to my peoples qualms
Let all the people of the land tremble for their sins
For the day of the Lord cometh nigh and God Almighty wins
Clouds of thick darkness and gloominess to the land
people are being made strong but the evil wont stand
As in a flame of fire people set in battle array
They shall run like mighty men all the night and day
And they shall march as the earth trembles in a fury
Come back with your sorrow, come souly
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