They say to their mothers, Where is grain and wine?\par\tab When they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city,\par\tab When their soul is poured out into their mothers' bosom.
And I will strengthen the arms of the king of Babylon, and put my sword in his hand: but I will break the arms of Pharaoh, and he shall groan before him with the groanings of a deadly wounded man.
Therefore will I divide him a portion with the great, and he shall divide the spoil with the strong; because he poured out his soul unto death, and was numbered with the transgressors: yet he bare the sin of many, and made intercession for the transgressors.\par
These things I remember, and pour out my soul within me,\par\tab How I went with the throng, and led them to the house of God,\par\tab With the voice of joy and praise, a multitude keeping holyday.
And they shall eat up thy harvest, and thy bread, {\i which} thy sons and thy daughters should eat; they shall eat up thy flocks and thy herds; they shall eat up thy vines and thy fig-trees; they shall beat down thy fortified cities, wherein thou trustest, with the sword.
Thy sons have fainted, they lie at the head of all the streets, as an antelope in a net; they are full of the wrath of Jehovah, the rebuke of thy God.\par
All her people sigh, they seek bread;\par\tab They have given their pleasant things for food to refresh the soul:\par\tab See, O Jehovah, and behold; for I am become abject.