therefore this iniquity shall be to you as a breach ready to fall, swelling out in a towering wall, whose breaking shall come suddenly in an instant.

and the heart of the rash shall understand knowledge, and the tongue of the stammerers shall be ready to speak plainly.

Thou that wast full of stir, a town of tumult, a joyous city: thy slain men are not slain with the sword, nor dead in battle.

Fury is not in me. Oh that I had briars and thorns in battle against me! I would march against them, I would burn them together.

and for a spirit of judgment to him that sitteth in judgment, and for strength to them that turn the battle to the gate.

And he hath poured upon him the fury of his anger, and the strength of battle: and it set him on fire round about, yet he knew not; and it burned him, yet he took it not to heart.

The noise of a multitude on the mountains, as of a great people; a tumultuous noise of the kingdoms of nations assembled together: Jehovah of hosts mustereth the host of the battle.