The destroying angels of God were at work. One touch, and buildings, so thoroughly constructed that men regarded them as secure against every danger, quickly became heaps of rubbish. There was no assurance of safety in any place. I did not feel in any special peril, but the awfulness of the scenes that passed before me I cannot find words to describe. It seemed that the forbearance of God was exhausted and that the Judgment day had come. {9T 93.1}

Guds straffende engle var på arbejde. Blot en berøring og bygninger, der var så solidt opførte, at mennesker betragtede dem som sikrede mod alle farer, blev forvandlet til ruindyninger. Man kunne ikke føle sig sikker noget sted. Jeg følte mig ikke i nogen særlig fare, men de forfærdelige scener, der oprulledes for mig, kan jeg ikke finde ord for at beskrive. Det så ud, som om Guds overbærenhed var til ende og dommens dag kommet.