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and the Lord will come upon them like a rough, boisterous hail-storm, like a destroying whirlwind, like a swift flood that rises and spreads out over the plain. (Isaiah 28, 2)
that flower, whose brief bloom once delighted him, shall look down over the fruitful valley no more. Fig ripens to its cost, that ripens ere autumn brings the harvest, no sooner seen than plucked and eaten by the first that passes by! (Isaiah 28, 4)
Did you think to make terms with death, enter into alliance with the grave itself, that the flood of ruin should pass you by, so confident in your vain hopes, so armed with illusion? (Isaiah 28, 15)
Hold they shall not, your terms with death, your compact with the grave; when the flood of ruin sweeps past, it shall leave you prostrate. (Isaiah 28, 18)
What are these journeyings down into Egypt, and I never consulted? Think you to find refuge in the strength of Pharao, look you to Egypt for shelter? (Isaiah 30, 2)
Ox and ass on thy farm shall have mixed feed, pure grain fresh winnowed on the threshing-floor; (Isaiah 30, 24)
and his breath like a mountain stream that floods over till it is neck-deep. He will sweep away whole nations into oblivion, sweep away the bridle of false fears that curbed the peoples till now.✻ (Isaiah 30, 28)
to them men look, as for shelter against the wind, cover in a storm; for running streams in drought, shade of towering rock in a parched land. (Isaiah 32, 2)
Empty, now, the palace, forgotten the hum of yonder streets; nothing but gloom, where a man must pick his way through caverns✻ endlessly; loved haunts of the wild ass, a pasture-ground for the flock. (Isaiah 32, 14)
Those eyes shall look on the king in his royal beauty, have sight of a land whose frontiers are far away. (Isaiah 33, 17)
Look around thee at Sion, goal of our pilgrimage, see where Jerusalem lies, an undisturbed dwelling-place; here is tent securely fixed, its pegs immoveable, its ropes never to be broken. (Isaiah 33, 20)
Now, thy tackle hangs loose and unserviceable, too weak thy mast is to display thy pennon; then, thou wilt have the spoil of many forays to divide, even lame folk shall carry plunder away. (Isaiah 33, 23)
