^{4 Ref} And consumed have been all the host of the heavens, And rolled together as a book have been the heavens, And all their hosts do fade, As the fading of a leaf of a vine, And as the fading one of a fig-tree.

^{5 Ref} For soaked in the heavens was My sword, Lo, on Edom it cometh down, On the people of My curse for judgment.