| And there was a great earthquake
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| And the sun turned black as sackcloth made of hair
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| And the moon became like blood
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| And the stars of the sky fell to the earth
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| As a fig tree casts its unripe figs
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| When shaken by a mighty wind
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| And the sky was split apart
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| Like a scroll when it is rolled up
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| And every mountain and island
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| Were moved out of their places
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| And the kings of the earth and the great men
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| And the strong and every free man
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| Hid themselves in the caves
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| And they said to the mountains:
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| «Fall on us, fall down on us
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| And hide us from…
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| Fall on us, fall down on us
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| And hide us from the presence of Him
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| Who sits on the throne
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| And from the wrath of the Lamb
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| For the great day of His wrath has come
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| Hide us from the presence of Him
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| For the great day of His wrath has come
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| And who shall be able to stand?» |