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11 Even though you cause them to sprout
    on the day that you plant them,
and make them sprout blossoms
    on the following morning,
yet the harvest will disappear
    when struck by a wasting disease and incurable blight.
12 Listen to the thunder of vast hordes,
    its volume like that of the roaring sea.
Listen to the roar of nations,
    its volume like that of mighty waves.
13 But when God rebukes them
    they flee far away,
driven like chaff on the mountains before the wind
    and like whirling dust before the storm.

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