Yea, the hind also brought forth in the field, and left it, because there was no grass.
To thee, O Lord, will I cry: and I will make supplication to my God.
For the waters of Nemrim shall be desolate, for the grass is withered away: the spring is faded, all the greenness is perished.
Nephtali: a hart let loose, and giving words of beauty.
Why did the beast groan, why did the herds of cattle low? because there is no pasture for them: yea, and the flocks of sheep are perished.