Job 8:17
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His roots wrap around the rock heap; he looks for a home among the stones.
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Therefore, as a tongue of fire consumes the straw, and as dry grass shrivels in the flame, so their roots will decay and their blossoms will blow away like dust; for they have rejected the instruction of the LORD of Hosts and despised the word of the Holy One of Israel.
As they were walking back in the morning, they saw the fig tree withered from its roots.
The roots beneath him dry up, and the branches above him wither away.
No sooner are they planted, no sooner are they sown, no sooner have their stems taken root in the ground, than He blows on them and they wither, and a whirlwind sweeps them away like stubble.
My roots will spread out to the waters, and the dew will rest nightly on my branches.
These men are hidden reefs in your love feasts, shamelessly feasting with you but shepherding only themselves. They are clouds without water, carried along by the wind; fruitless trees in autumn, twice dead after being uprooted.