17 When it is warm, they cease to flow;
When it is hot, they vanish from their place.
18 The paths of their way turn aside,
They go nowhere and perish.
19 The caravans of
aTema look,
The travelers of
bSheba hope for them.
20 They are
adisappointed because they were confident;
They come there and are confused.
21 For now
ayou are nothing,
You see terror and
bare afraid.
22 Did I ever say, ‘Bring
something to me’?
Or, ‘Offer a bribe for me from your wealth’?
New King James Version®, Copyright© 1982, Thomas Nelson. All rights reserved.
