A day of distress and anguish
A day of trouble and ruin
A day of darkness and gloom
A day of clouds and blackness
For the day is coming
Burning like a furnace
And the arrogant and evildoer
Will be as stubble on that day
And that day will set them on fire
And not a root or branch will be left
And that day will set them on fire
And not a root or branch will be left
On that day, burning like a furnace
The sun of righteousness will rise with healing in its wings
See I send to you
The Prophet Elijah
Before that great and
Dreadful day
And you will go out leaping like calves
Just released from the stall
You will trample down the wicked
For they will be ashes under your feet
On that day
Day of wrath
Day of trumpet
Day of battle cries
The whole world will be consumed
(Malachi 4; Zephaniah 1)