4 I have no wrath.
iWould that I had thorns and briers to battle!
I would march against them,
I would burn them up together.
18 For wickedness burns like ra fire;
it consumes briers and thorns;
it kindles the thickets of the forest,
and they roll upward in a column of smoke.
10 For they are zlike entangled thorns,
like drunkards as they drink;
athey are consumed like stubble fully dried.