12-13 Oh my! Thunder! A thundering herd of people!
Thunder like the crashing of ocean waves!
Nations roaring, roaring,
like the roar of a massive waterfall,
Roaring like a deafening Niagara!
But God will silence them with a word,
And then he’ll blow them away like dead leaves off a tree,
like down from a thistle.
14 At bedtime, terror fills the air.
By morning it’s gone—not a sign of it anywhere!
This is what happens to those who would ruin us,
this is the fate of those out to get us.
New International Version
12 Woe to the many nations that rage(A)—
they rage like the raging sea!(B)
Woe to the peoples who roar(C)—
they roar like the roaring of great waters!(D)
13 Although the peoples roar(E) like the roar of surging waters,
when he rebukes(F) them they flee(G) far away,
driven before the wind like chaff(H) on the hills,
like tumbleweed before a gale.(I)
14 In the evening, sudden(J) terror!(K)
Before the morning, they are gone!(L)
This is the portion of those who loot us,
the lot of those who plunder us.