Turn away your eyes from me, for they have overcome me: your hair is as a flock of goats going down from Gilead.
Now therefore let me alone, that my wrath may grow hot against them, and that I may consume them: and I will make of you a great nation.
Your teeth are as a flock of sheep which go up from the washing, every one bears twins, and there is not one barren among them.
Then said the LORD unto me, Though Moses and Samuel stood before me, yet my mind could not turn toward this people: cast them out of my sight, and let them go forth.