The phrase "The sun shall black as sackcloth turn" resonates through 1 hymns, touching hearts across generations.
The sun shall black as sackcloth turn
...And all its works in smoke expire.
The sun shall black as sackcloth turn,
The moon shall redden into blood,...
And all its works in smoke expire.
The sun shall black as sackcloth turn,
The moon shall redden into blood,
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