¹³ They sound like the roar of rushing waters.
    But when the Lord speaks out against them, they run far away.
The wind blows them away like straw on the hills.
    A strong wind drives them along like tumbleweeds.
¹⁴ In the evening, the nations terrify us.
    But before morning comes, they are gone.
That’s what happens to those who steal our goods.
    That’s what happens to those who take what belongs to us.