But the sons of worthlessness shall all be as thorns thrust away, because they cannot be taken with the hand.

But the man who touches them must be armed with iron and the shaft of a spear, and they shall be burned with fire to be burned in their place.

The best of them is like a thorn; the upright more than a hedge of thorns. The day of your watchman and your punishment comes; now shall be their perplexity.

For you yourselves know perfectly that the day of the Lord so comes as a thief in the night.

For when they say, Peace and safety; then sudden destruction comes upon them, as labor pains upon a pregnant woman. And they shall by no means escape.

You also shall be drunken; you shall be hidden; you also shall seek refuge from the enemy.

And Abigail came to Nabal, and behold, he was holding a feast in his house, like the feast of a king. And Nabal's heart was merry within him, for he was exceedingly drunk; therefore she did not tell him a word, little or much, until morning light.

Now Absalom had commanded his servants, saying, Watch now, when Amnon's heart is merry with wine, and when I say to you, Strike Amnon! then kill him. Do not be afraid. Have I not commanded you? Be courageous and valiant.

In their heat I will make their feasts, and I will make them drunk so that they may rejoice and sleep a never-ending sleep, and not wake up, says Jehovah.

And I will make her rulers drunk, along with her wise ones, her governors, and her officials, and her mighty men. And they shall sleep a never-ending sleep and not wake up, says the King whose name is Jehovah of Hosts.

As smoke is driven away, so drive them away; as wax melts before the fire, so let the wicked perish at the presence of God.

For wickedness burns like the fire; it shall devour the briers and thorns, and shall kindle in the thickets of the forest, and they shall billow up in a column of smoke.

And the light of Israel shall be as a fire, and His Holy One as a flame; and it shall burn and devour his thorns and his briers in one day.

And the rest of the trees of his forest shall be so few, that a child might write them.

Fury is not in Me; who would set the briers and thorns against Me in battle? I would march through them; I would burn them together.

For, behold, the day is coming, burning like a fire pot; and all the proud and everyone that does wickedness shall be chaff. And the coming day will set them ablaze, says Jehovah of Hosts, which will not leave to them root or branch.