⁴     I have no wrath.
^(A)Would that I had thorns and briers to battle!
    I would march against them,
    I would burn them up together.

¹⁸ For wickedness burns like ^(A)a fire;
    it consumes briers and thorns;
it kindles the thickets of the forest,
    and they roll upwards in a column of smoke.

¹⁰ For they are ^(A)like entangled thorns,
    like drunkards as they drink;
    ^(B)they are consumed like stubble fully dried.