²⁵ Wilt thou break a leaf driven to and fro? and wilt thou pursue the dry stubble?

²⁴ Yea, they shall not be planted; yea, they shall not be sown: yea, their stock shall not take root in the earth: and he shall also blow upon them, and they shall wither, and the whirlwind shall take them away as stubble.

²⁴ Therefore will I scatter them as the stubble that passeth away by the wind of the wilderness.