Isaias

4 Wrath have I none; who will set briers and thorns against me in battle? I would march against it, I would burn it all tothether

5 Or else let him lay hold of my stronghold, make peace with me: let him make peace with me.

6 As to what cometh, Jacob shall take root, Israel shall blossom and bud, and they shall fill the face of the earth with fruit.