4My passion is over: if the thorns were fighting against me, I would make an attack on them, and they would be burned up together.
5Or let him put himself under my power, and make peace with me.
6In days to come Jacob will take root: Israel will put out buds and flowers; and the face of the world will be full of fruit.
7Is his punishment like the punishment of those who overcame him? or are his dead as great in number as those he put to the sword?
8Your anger against her has been made clear by driving her away; he has taken her away with his storm-wind in the day of his east wind.
9So by this will the sin of Jacob be covered, and this is all the fruit of taking away his punishment; when all the stones of the altar are crushed together, so that the wood pillars and the sun-images will not be put up again.
10For the strong town is without men, an unpeopled living-place; and she has become a waste land: there the young ox will take his rest, and its branches will be food for him.
