¹⁷ Thy chosen men are as the locusts, and thy captains as swarms of grasshoppers, which camp in the hedges in the cold day: when the sun ariseth they flee away, and their place is not known where they are.

³ Behold, I will rebuke your seed, and spread dung upon your faces, the dung of your feasts; and they shall take you away with it.