11 In the day shalt thou make thy plant to grow, and in the morning shalt thou make thy seed to flourish: but the harvest shall be a heap in the day of grief and of desperate sorrow.

12 Woe to the multitude of many people, which make a noise like the noise of the seas; and to the rushing of nations, that make a rushing like the rushing of mighty waters!

13 The nations shall rush like the rushing of many waters: but God shall rebuke them, and they shall flee far off, and shall be chased as the chaff of the mountains before the wind, and like a rolling thing before the whirlwind.

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11 though on the day you set them out, you make them grow,
    and on the morning(A) when you plant them, you bring them to bud,
yet the harvest(B) will be as nothing(C)
    in the day of disease and incurable(D) pain.(E)

12 Woe to the many nations that rage(F)
    they rage like the raging sea!(G)
Woe to the peoples who roar(H)
    they roar like the roaring of great waters!(I)
13 Although the peoples roar(J) like the roar of surging waters,
    when he rebukes(K) them they flee(L) far away,
driven before the wind like chaff(M) on the hills,
    like tumbleweed before a gale.(N)

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