With bow and arrow men will hunt there, for the whole land will be covered with thorns and briers.

The light of Israel will become a fire, their Holy One will become a flame; it will burn and consume the Assyrian king’s briers and his thorns in one day.

I am not angry. I wish I could confront some thorns and briers! Then I would march against them for battle; I would set them all on fire,

I will make it a wasteland; no one will prune its vines or hoe its ground, and thorns and briers will grow there. I will order the clouds not to drop any rain on it.

At that time every place where there had been a thousand vines worth a thousand shekels will be overrun with thorns and briers.

They will stay away from all the hills that were cultivated, for fear of the thorns and briers. Cattle will graze there and sheep will trample on them.

For evil burned like a fire, it consumed thorns and briers; it burned up the thickets of the forest, and they went up in smoke.