International Standard Version I'll winnow them with a winnowing fork in the gates of the land. I'll make them childless. I'll destroy my people, for they didn't change their ways.
American Standard Version And I have winnowed them with a fan in the gates of the land; I have bereaved them of children, I have destroyed my people; they returned not from their ways.
Young's Literal Translation And I scatter them with a fan, in the gates the land, I bereaved, I have destroyed My people, From their ways they turned not back.
