The Prophecy of Deliverance

In little more than a year you will shudder you complacent women. Strip and make yourselves bare and put sackcloth upon your loins. The Lord is exalted, for he dwells on high. He will fill Zion with justice and righteousness. Abundance of salvation, wisdom and knowledge. Fear of the Lord is his treasure. Behold, the valiant ones cry out. At the thunderous noise, people's flee. Trembling has seized the godless. Who among us can dwell with the devouring fire? You who are far off what I have done. And you who are near acknowledge my might.