The east wind lifts him up and he is gone; it sweeps him out of his place.
Let him rain coals on the wicked; fire and sulfur and a scorching wind shall be the portion of their cup.
so may you pursue them with your tempest and terrify them with your hurricane!
Sooner than your pots can feel the heat of thorns, whether green or ablaze, may he sweep them away!
That they are like straw before the wind, and like chaff that the storm carries away?
he returns no more to his house, nor does his place know him anymore.
And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat against that house, and it fell, and great was the fall of it.”
Though he may flourish among his brothers, the east wind, the wind of the Lord, shall come, rising from the wilderness, and his fountain shall dry up; his spring shall be parched; it shall strip his treasury of every precious thing.
Like the east wind I will scatter them before the enemy. I will show them my back, not my face, in the day of their calamity.”
He is thrust from light into darkness, and driven out of the world.
He will fly away like a dream and not be found; he will be chased away like a vision of the night.
You lift me up on the wind; you make me ride on it, and you toss me about in the roar of the storm.
because of your indignation and anger; for you have taken me up and thrown me down.