That our garners may be full, affording all manner of store: that our sheep may bring forth thousands and ten thousands in our streets:

The seed is rotten under their clods, the garners are laid desolate, the barns are broken down; for the corn is withered.

Whose fan is in his hand, and he will throughly purge his floor, and gather his wheat into the garner; but he will burn up the chaff with unquenchable fire.

Whose fan is in his hand, and he will throughly purge his floor, and will gather the wheat into his garner; but the chaff he will burn with fire unquenchable.