(0.99971668822768) | Joe 1:6 | <p class="poetry">For a nation<n id="1" /> has invaded<n id="2" /> our<n id="3" /> land.p> <p class="poetry">There are so many of them they are too numerous to count.<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">Their teeth are like those<n id="5" /> of a lion;p> <p class="poetry">they tear apart their prey like a lioness.<n id="6" />p> |
(0.99971668822768) | Joe 2:5 | <p class="poetry">They sound like<n id="1" /> chariots rumbling<n id="2" /> over mountain tops,p> <p class="poetry">like the crackling<n id="3" /> of blazing fire consuming stubble,p> <p class="poetry">like the noise of<n id="4" /> a mighty army<n id="5" /> being drawn up for battle.<n id="6" />p> |
(0.96005880983182) | Joe 2:11 | <p class="poetry">The voice of the <sc>Lordsc> thunders<n id="1" /> as he leads his army.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">Indeed, his warriors<n id="3" /> are innumerable;<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">Surely his command is carried out!<n id="5" />p> <p class="poetry">Yes, the day of the <sc>Lordsc> is awesome<n id="6" />p> <p class="poetry">and very terrifying 8211; who can survive<n id="7" /> it?p> |