Then GOD will come into view,
his arrows flashing like lightning!
Master GOD will blast his trumpet
and set out in a whirlwind.
GOD-of-the-Angel-Armies will protect them—
The war to end all wars,
no holds barred.
Their GOD will save the day. He’ll rescue them.
They’ll become like sheep, gentle and soft,
Or like gemstones in a crown,
catching all the colors of the sun.
Then how they’ll shine! shimmer! glow!
the young men robust, the young women lovely!