B ut the vine was plucked up in God’s wrath and it was cast down to the ground; the east wind dried up its fruit; its strong rods were broken off and withered; the fire consumed them.
Mas foi arrancada com furor, e lançada por terra; o vento oriental secou o seu fruto; quebrou-se e secou-se a sua forte vara; o fogo a consumiu.
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