I made the wilderness his home and the salt flats his dwelling.
and fruitful land into fields of salt, because of the wickedness of its dwellers.
All its soil will be a burning waste of sulfur and salt, unsown and unproductive, with no plant growing on it, just like
Indeed, like wild donkeys in the desert, the poor go to work foraging for food; the wasteland is food for their children
a wild donkey at home in the wilderness, sniffing the wind in the heat of her desire. Who can restrain her passion? All
He will be like a shrub in the desert; he will not see when prosperity comes. He will dwell in the parched places of the
But the swamps and marshes will not become fresh; they will be left for salt.
For they have gone up to Assyria like a wild donkey on its own. Ephraim has hired lovers.