The Sovereign showed me a vision. I saw him preparing to send a vast swarm of locusts over the land. This was after the king’s share had been harvested from the fields and as the main crop was coming up.
In my vision the locusts ate every green plant in sight. Then I said, “O Sovereign , please forgive us or we will not survive, for Israel is so small.”
So the relented from this plan. “I will not do it,” he said.