<p class="poetry">Each will sit under his own grapevinep> <p class="poetry">or under his own fig tree without any fear.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">The <sc>Lordsc> who commands armies has decreed it.<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">The mountains will disintegrate<n id="1" /> beneath him,p> <p class="poetry">and the valleys will be split in two.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">The mountains will melt<n id="3" /> like wax in a fire,p> <p class="poetry">the rocks will slide down like water cascading down a steep slope.<n id="4" />p>