Isaiah 17:11-13

New American Standard Bible

¹¹ On the day that you plant it you carefully fence it in,
And in the ^(A)morning you bring your seed to blossom;
But the harvest will ^(B)flee
On a day of illness and incurable pain.

¹² Oh, the uproar of many peoples
^(C)Who roar like the roaring of the seas,
And the rumbling of nations
Who rush on like the ^(D)rumbling of mighty waters!
¹³ The ^(E)nations rumble on like the rumbling of many waters,
But He will ^(F)rebuke them, and they will flee far away,
And be chased ^(G)like chaff on the mountains before the wind,
Or like whirling dust before a gale.