But with an overflowing flood He will make an utter end of its place, and darkness shall pursue His enemies.

What are you plotting against Jehovah? He will make an utter end; affliction shall not rise up the second time.

But Nineveh is like a pool of water from her days; yet they are fleeing. Halt! Halt! they cry, but none looks back.

All your strongholds shall be like fig trees with the first fruits; if they are shaken, they shall even fall into the mouth of the eater.