Your teeth are like a flock of sheep, which have ascended from the washing, each one with its identical twin, and not one among them is barren.
Release me, so that my fury may be enraged against them, and I may destroy them, and then I will make of you a great nation."
Like the skin of a pomegranate, so are your cheeks, except for your hiddenness.
And the Lord said to me: "Even if Moses and Samuel were to stand before me, my soul would not be toward this people. Cast them away from my face, and let them depart!