In that day shall the LORD of hosts be for a crown of glory, and for a diadem of beauty, unto the residue of his people,

The morning is come unto thee, O thou that dwellest in the land: the time is come, the day of trouble is near, and not the sounding again of the mountains.

Behold the day, behold, it is come: the morning is gone forth; the rod hath blossomed, pride hath budded.