You snatch me up into the wind and drive me before it; You toss me about in the storm.
The east wind carries him away, and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place.
Not so the wicked! For they are like chaff driven off by the wind.
The whirlwind has wrapped them in its wings, and their sacrifices will bring them shame.
The nations rage like the rush of many waters. He rebukes them, and they flee far away, driven before the wind like chaf
When the days of the siege have ended, you are to burn up a third of the hair inside the city; you are also to take a th
He mounted a cherub and flew; He soared on the wings of the wind.
laying the beams of His chambers in the waters above, making the clouds His chariot, walking on the wings of the wind.
Are they like straw before the wind, like chaff swept away by a storm?
Therefore they will be like the morning mist, like the early dew that vanishes, like chaff blown from a threshing floor,
For He would crush me with a tempest and multiply my wounds without cause.
At that time it will be said to this people and to Jerusalem, “A searing wind from the barren heights in the desert blow