²⁰ Your sons have fainted,
They ^(A)lie helpless at the head of every street,
Like an ^(B)antelope in a net,
Full of the wrath of the Lord,
The ^(C)rebuke of your God.

¹⁵ For behold, the Lord will come in ^(A)fire
And His ^(B)chariots like the whirlwind,
To render His anger with fury,
And His rebuke with flames of fire.