Stubble

“You overthrew Your adversaries by Your great majesty. You unleashed Your burning wrath; it consumed them like stubble.”

“Are they like straw before the wind, like chaff swept away by a storm?”

“Make them like tumbleweed, O my God, like chaff before the wind.”

“Therefore, as a tongue of fire consumes the straw, and as dry grass shrivels in the flame, so their roots will decay and their blossoms will blow away like dust; for they have rejected the instruction of the LORD of Hosts and despised the word of the Holy One of Israel.”

“No sooner are they planted, no sooner are they sown, no sooner have their stems taken root in the ground, than He blows on them and they wither, and a whirlwind sweeps them away like stubble.”

“Who has aroused one from the east and called him to his feet in righteousness? He hands nations over to him and subdues kings before him. He turns them to dust with his sword, to windblown chaff with his bow.”

“Surely they are like stubble; the fire will burn them up. They cannot deliver themselves from the power of the flame. There will be no coals to warm them or fire to sit beside.”

““I will scatter you like chaff driven by the desert wind.”