When I rose in the morning to nurse my son, I saw that he was dead, but when I looked at him closely in the morning, clearly it was not the son I had borne.”
Lamentations 4:3 - New Revised Standard Version Updated Edition 2021 Even the jackals offer the breast and nurse their young, but my people has become cruel, like the ostriches in the wilderness. More versionsKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Even the sea monsters draw out the breast, They give suck to their young ones: The daughter of my people is become cruel, Like the ostriches in the wilderness. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Even the jackals draw out the breast, they give suck to their young ones, but the daughter of my people has become cruel like ostriches in the wilderness [that desert their young]. American Standard Version (1901) Even the jackals draw out the breast, they give suck to their young ones: The daughter of my people is become cruel, like the ostriches in the wilderness. Common English Bible Even jackals offer the breast; they nurse their young. But the daughter of my people has become cruel, like desert ostriches. Catholic Public Domain Version GHIMEL. Yet even savages expose their breast and give milk to their young. But the daughter of my people is cruel, like the ostrich in the desert. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Ghimel. Even the sea-monsters have drawn out the breast, they have given suck to their young: the daughter of my people is cruel, like the ostrich in the desert. |
When I rose in the morning to nurse my son, I saw that he was dead, but when I looked at him closely in the morning, clearly it was not the son I had borne.”
Hyenas will cry in its towers and jackals in the pleasant palaces; its time is close at hand; and its days will not be prolonged.
Thorns shall grow over its strongholds, nettles and thistles in its fortresses. It shall be the haunt of jackals, an abode for ostriches.
Can a woman forget her nursing child or show no compassion for the child of her womb? Even these might forget, yet I will not forget you.
And I will make them eat the flesh of their sons and the flesh of their daughters, and all shall eat the flesh of their neighbors in the siege and in the distress with which their enemies and those who seek their life afflict them.
Look, O Lord, and consider! To whom have you done this? Should women eat their offspring, the children they have borne? Should priest and prophet be killed in the sanctuary of the Lord?
The hands of compassionate women have boiled their own children; they became their food in the destruction of my people.
Surely, parents shall eat their children in your midst, and children shall eat their parents; I will execute judgments on you, and any of you who survive I will scatter to every wind.
You shall eat the flesh of your sons, and you shall eat the flesh of your daughters.