She is empty, and void, and waste: and the heart melts, and the knees strike together, and much pain [is] in all waist, and the faces of them all gather blackness.
And they shall be afraid: pangs (extreme sharp pains) and sorrows shall take hold of them; they shall be in pain as a woman that travails: they shall be amazed one at another; their faces [shall be as] flames.
Ask you2f now, and see whether a man does travail with child? wherefore do I see every man with his hands on his waist, as a woman in travail, and all faces are turned into paleness?
Their visage (appearance; face; look of a person) is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets: their skin cleaves to their bones; it is withered, it is become like a stick.
Where [is] the dwelling of the lions, and the feeding place of the young lions, where the lion, [even] the old lion, walked, [and] the lion’s whelp (a cub; a young one), and none made [them] afraid?