¹⁹ O Lord, ^(A)to You I cry out;
For ^(B)fire has devoured the ^[a]open pastures,
And a flame has burned all the trees of the field.

¹⁰ I will take up a weeping and wailing for the mountains,
And ^(A)for the ^[a]dwelling places of the wilderness a lamentation,
Because they are burned up,
So that no one can pass through;
Nor can men hear the voice of the cattle.
^(B)Both the birds of the heavens and the beasts have fled;
They are gone.

³ A fire devours before them,
And behind them a flame burns;
The land is like ^(A)the Garden of Eden before them,
^(B)And behind them a desolate wilderness;
Surely nothing shall escape them.