4 I am not angry.But if I were to find briers and thorns,In battle I would march against it;I would burn it all.
5 But if it holds fast to my refuge,it shall have peace with me;it shall have peace with me.
6 In days to come Jacob shall take root,Israel shall sprout and blossom,covering all the world with fruit.
7 Was he smitten as his smiter was smitten?Was he slain as his slayer was slain?
8 Driving out and expelling, he struggled against it,carrying it off with his cruel wind on a day of storm.
9 This, then, shall be the expiation of Jacob’s guilt,this the result of removing his sin:He shall pulverize all the stones of the altarslike pieces of chalk;no asherahs or incense altars shall stand.
10 For the fortified city shall be desolate,an abandoned pasture, a forsaken wilderness;There calves shall graze, there they shall lie down,and consume its branches.