¹³ Swing the sickle, for the harvest is ripe for judgment.
    Come on and tread the grapes, for the winepress is full.
Indeed, the vats are overflowing with oil, for their evil is great.

¹⁴ The thunder of battle goes up in the valley of decision,
    and the day of the Eternal One is near that valley.
¹⁵ It is time. The sun and moon have become a void of darkness;
    the stars, too, lose their radiance.