Blow ye the trumpet in Zion, and sound an alarm in my holy mountain; let all the inhabitants of the land tremble: for the day of Jehovah cometh, for it is nigh at hand;
Synge ye with a trumpe in Sion, yelle ye in myn hooli hil. Alle þe dwelleris of erþe be disturblid; for þe dai of þe Lord cometh,