9. Before your pots can feel the thorns. So
sudden is the overthrow of the wicked, so great a failure is their life, that
they never see joy. Their pot is put on the hook to prepare a feast of joy, and
the fuel is placed beneath, but before the thorns are lit, before any heat can
be brought to bear upon the pot, a storm comes and sweeps all away. Perhaps the
figure may suppose the thorns, which are the fuel, to be kindled, and then the
flame is so rapid that before any heat can be produced the fire is out, the
meat remains raw, the man is disappointed, his work is altogether a failure. Heshall take them away as with a whirlwind. Cook, fire, pot, meat and all
disappear, whirled away to destruction. Both living, and in his wrath.
In the very midst of the man’s life, and in the fury of his rage against the
righteous, the persecutor is overwhelmed with a tornado, his designs are
baffled and himself destroyed. The passage is difficult, but this is probably
its meaning.
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