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11 You plant your grapevines one day and try to make them grow,
    and the next day you make them blossom.
But at harvest time everything will be dead;
    a sickness will kill all the plants.

12 Listen to the many people!
    Their crying is like the noise from the sea.
Listen to the nations!
    Their crying is like the crashing of great waves.
13 The people roar like the waves,
    but when God speaks harshly to them, they will run away.
They will be like chaff on the hills being blown by the wind,
    or like tumbleweeds blown away by a storm.

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