The nations rage like the rush of many waters. He rebukes them, and they flee far away, driven before the wind like chaff on the hills, like tumbleweeds before a gale.
You have rebuked the nations; You have destroyed the wicked; You have erased their name forever and ever.
Not so the wicked! For they are like chaff driven off by the wind.
Behold, I will make you into a threshing sledge, new and sharp, with many teeth. You will thresh the mountains and crush
Are they like straw before the wind, like chaff swept away by a storm?
But your many foes will be like fine dust, the multitude of the ruthless like blowing chaff. Then suddenly, in an instan
Make them like tumbleweed, O my God, like chaff before the wind.
Woe to you, O destroyer never destroyed, O traitor never betrayed! When you have finished destroying, you will be destro
Then Jesus got up and rebuked the wind and the sea. “Silence!” He commanded. “Be still!” And the wind died down, and it
Behold, the Lord GOD of Hosts will lop off the branches with terrifying power. The tall trees will be cut down, the loft
God is within her; she will not be moved. God will help her when morning dawns.
And the LORD will cause His majestic voice to be heard and His mighty arm to be revealed, striking in angry wrath with a
The land mourns and languishes; Lebanon is ashamed and decayed. Sharon is like a desert; Bashan and Carmel shake off the
Because your rage and arrogance against Me have reached My ears, I will put My hook in your nose and My bit in your mout
For You have been a refuge for the poor, a stronghold for the needy in distress, a refuge from the storm, a shade from t
In that day the LORD will take His sharp, great, and mighty sword, and bring judgment on Leviathan the fleeing serpent—L
and I declared: ‘You may come this far, but no farther; here your proud waves must stop’?
I will break Assyria in My land; I will trample him on My mountain. His yoke will be taken off My people, and his burden
Does an axe raise itself above the one who swings it? Does a saw boast over him who saws with it? It would be like a rod
“Then Assyria will fall, but not by the sword of man; a sword will devour them, but not one made by mortals. They will f
May they be like chaff in the wind, as the angel of the LORD drives them away.
Then the iron, clay, bronze, silver, and gold were shattered and became like chaff on the threshing floor in summer. The
Therefore they will be like the morning mist, like the early dew that vanishes, like chaff blown from a threshing floor,