Your vine is cut down, it is burned with fire; at your rebuke your people perish.
When you rebuke and discipline anyone for their sin, you consume their wealth like a moth— surely everyone is but a breath.
If you do not remain in me, you are like a branch that is thrown away and withers; such branches are picked up, thrown into the fire and burned.
They will be punished with everlasting destruction and shut out from the presence of the Lord and from the glory of his might
When its twigs are dry, they are broken off and women come and make fires with them. For this is a people without understanding; so their Maker has no compassion on them, and their Creator shows them no favor.
We are consumed by your anger and terrified by your indignation.
How long, Lord? Will you be angry forever? How long will your jealousy burn like fire?