They that hate thee shall be clothed with shame; and the dwelling place of the wicked shall come to nought.
But now he hath made me weary: thou hast made desolate all my company.
All darkness shall be hid in his secret places: a fire not blown shall consume him; it shall go ill with him that is left in his tabernacle.
Through the wrath of the LORD of hosts is the land darkened, and the people shall be as the fuel of the fire: no man shall spare his brother.