She is empty, and void, and waste; and the heart melteth, and the knees smite together, and anguish is in all loins, and the faces of them all are waxed pale.
and they shall be dismayed; pangs and sorrows shall take hold {\i of them}; they shall be in pain as a woman in travail: they shall look in amazement one at another; their faces {\i shall be} faces of flame.
Ask ye now, and see whether a man doth travail with child: wherefore do I see every man with his hands on his loins, as a woman in travail, and all faces are turned into paleness?
Their visage is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets:\par\tab Their skin cleaveth to their bones; it is withered, it is become like a stick.
Where is the den of the lions, and the feeding-place of the young lions, where the lion {\i and} the lioness walked, the lion's whelp, and none made them afraid?