שַׁ֫יִת

I will make it a wasteland, neither pruned nor cultivated, and thorns and briers will grow up. I will command the clouds that rain shall not fall on it.”

And on that day, in every place that had a thousand vines worth a thousand shekels of silver, only briers and thorns will be found.

Men will go there with bow and arrow, for the land will be covered with briers and thorns.

For fear of the briers and thorns, you will no longer traverse the hills once tilled by the hoe; they will become places for oxen to graze and sheep to trample.

For wickedness burns like a fire that consumes the thorns and briers and kindles the forest thickets, which roll upward in billows of smoke.

And the Light of Israel will become a fire, and its Holy One a flame. In a single day it will burn and devour Assyria’s thorns and thistles.

I am not angry. If only thorns and briers confronted Me, I would march and trample them, I would burn them to the ground.