Then God will come into view,his arrows flashing like lightning!Master God will blast his trumpetand set out in a whirlwind.God-of-the-Angel-Armies will protect them—all-out war,The war to end all wars,no holds barred.Their God will save the day. He’ll rescue them.They’ll become like sheep, gentle and soft,Or like gemstones in a crown,catching all the colors of the sun.Then how they’ll shine! shimmer! glow!the young men robust, the young women lovely!