And Jacob was wroth, and chode with Laban: and Jacob answered and said to Laban, What is my trespass? what is my sin, that thou hast so hotly pursued after me?

And the children of Israel returned from chasing after the Philistines, and they spoiled their tents.

He hath also prepared for him the instruments of death; he ordaineth his arrows against the persecutors.

The wicked in his pride doth persecute the poor: let them be taken in the devices that they have imagined.

Burning lips and a wicked heart are like a potsherd covered with silver dross.

Woe unto them that rise up early in the morning, that they may follow strong drink; that continue until night, till wine inflame them!

Our persecutors are swifter than the eagles of the heaven: they pursued us upon the mountains, they laid wait for us in the wilderness.

Heap on wood, kindle the fire, consume the flesh, and spice it well, and let the bones be burned.

And the house of Jacob shall be a fire, and the house of Joseph a flame, and the house of Esau for stubble, and they shall kindle in them, and devour them; and there shall not be any remaining of the house of Esau; for the LORD hath spoken it.