For they sow the wind, and they reap the storm wind. A stalk is not to him; the bud shall make no flour. If it does make it, strangers will swallow it up.
Pul the king of Assyria came against the land, and Menahem gave a thousand talents of silver to Pul, that his hand might be with him to confirm the kingdom in his hand.
In the days of Pekah the king of Israel, Tiglath-pileser the king of Assyria came and took Ijon, and Abel-beth-maachah, and Janoah, and Kedesh, and Hazor, and Gilead, and Galilee, all the land of Naphtali, and removed them to Assyria.
And this also is an evil thing which makes one to be sick, that in all, as he came, so shall he go. And what profit is to him who has labored for the wind?
In the day of your planting you fence it in; in the morning you make your seed sprout; the harvest is a heap in the day of sickness and incurable pain.
Why do you weigh out silver for that which is not bread, and your labor for what is not to satisfaction? Listening, listen to Me and eat the good; and let your soul delight itself in fatness.
They have sown wheat, but they have reaped thorns. They are exhausted, but they do not profit. And they shall be ashamed of your harvests, because of the anger of the anger of the face of Jehovah.
So I will return and take My grain in its time, and My wine in its season. And I will snatch away My wool and My flax she uses to cover her shamelessness.
Jehovah is long to anger, and is great of power, and acquiting He does not acquit the guilty. Jehovah has His way in the tempest and in the storm, and the clouds are the dust of His feet.
You have sown much, and brought in little; you eat, but not to satiety; you drink, but not to be filled; you dress, but there is no warmth to one. And one hiring out himself hires out himself for a bag of holes.