17 He batters me with a whirlwind(A)
and multiplies my wounds without cause.

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17 For he breaketh me with a tempest, and multiplieth my wounds without cause.

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Before your pots can feel the heat of the thorns—
whether green or burning—
he will sweep them away.[a](A)

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Footnotes

  1. 58:9 Or thorns, he will sweep it away, whether raw or cooking

Before your pots can feel the thorns, he shall take them away as with a whirlwind, both living, and in his wrath.

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