In the day shall you make your plant to grow, and in the morning shall you make your seed to flourish: but the harvest shall be a heap in the day of grief and of desperate sorrow.
And it shall be as when the harvest man gathers the grain, and reaps the ears with his arm; and it shall be as he that gathers ears in the valley of Rephaim.
For they have sown the wind, and they shall reap the whirlwind: it has no stalk: the bud shall yield no meal: if perhaps it yields, the strangers shall swallow it up.
Ephraim is stricken; their root is dried up; they shall bear no fruit: yea, though they bring forth, yet will I slay even the beloved fruit of their womb.
But according to your hardness and impenitent heart you store up for yourself wrath for the day of wrath and revelation of the righteous judgment of God;