"Are they as strawbeforethe wind,And like chaffwhich the stormcarriesaway?
"Will You causea drivenleafto tremble?Or will You pursuethe drychaff?
Whowere snatchedawaybefore their time,Whose foundationswere washedawayby a river?
"The eastwindcarrieshim away, and he is gone,For it whirlshim awayfrom his place.
The wickedare not so,But they are like chaffwhichthe winddrivesaway.
Let them be like chaffbeforethe wind,With the angelof the LORDdriving[them] on.
O my God,makethem like the whirlingdust,Like chaffbeforethe wind.
Like firethat burnsthe forestAnd like a flamethat setsthe mountainson fire,
"And in the greatnessof Your excellenceYou overthrowthose who riseup against You; You sendforth Your burninganger,[and] it consumesthem as chaff.
When the whirlwindpasses,the wickedis nomore,But the righteous[has] an everlastingfoundation.
The nationsrumbleon like the rumblingof manywaters,But He will rebukethem and they will fleefaraway,And be chasedlike chaffin the mountainsbeforethe wind,Or like whirlingdustbeforea gale.
But the multitudeof your enemieswill becomelike finedust,And the multitudeof the ruthlessoneslike the chaffwhich blowsaway;And it will happeninstantly,suddenly.
Scarcelyhave they been planted,Scarcelyhave they been sown,Scarcelyhas their stocktakenrootin the earth,But He merelyblowson them, and they wither,And the stormcarriesthem away like stubble.
Therefore,as a tongueof fireconsumesstubbleAnd drygrasscollapsesinto the flame,So their rootwill becomelike rotand their blossomblowawayas dust;For they have rejectedthe lawof the LORDof hostsAnd despisedthe wordof the HolyOneof Israel.
"Therefore I will scatterthem like driftingstrawTo the desertwind.
Thereforethey will be like the morningcloudAnd like dewwhich soondisappears,Like chaffwhich is blownawayfrom the threshingfloorAnd like smokefrom a chimney.
Liketangledthorns,And like those who are drunkenwith their drink,They are consumedAs stubblecompletelywithered.
He stoodand surveyedthe earth;He lookedand startledthe nations.Yes, the perpetualmountainswere shattered,The ancienthillscollapsed.His waysare everlasting.
"His winnowing forkis in His hand,and He will thoroughly clearHis threshing floor;and He will gatherHis wheatinto the barn,but He will burnup the chaffwith unquenchablefire."
Nowifany manbuildson the foundationwith gold,silver,preciousstones,wood,hay,straw,
