⁴ All the host of heaven shall rot away,
    and the skies roll up like a scroll.
All their host shall wither
    like a leaf withering on a vine
    or fruit withering on a fig tree.^(A)

²³ Truly the hills are^[a] a delusion,
    a tumult on the mountains.
Truly in the Lord our God
    is the salvation of Israel.^(A)

²⁴ I looked on the mountains, and they were quaking,
    and all the hills moved to and fro.^(A)