⁴     I am not angry.
If only there were briers and thorns confronting me!
    I would march against them in battle;
    I would set them all on fire.^(A)

¹⁸ Surely wickedness burns like a fire;^(A)
    it consumes briers and thorns,^(B)
it sets the forest thickets ablaze,^(C)
    so that it rolls upward in a column of smoke.

¹⁰ They will be entangled among thorns^(A)
    and drunk^(B) from their wine;
    they will be consumed like dry stubble.^[a](C)