By the ninth day of the fourth month the famine was so severe in the city that the common people had no food.
Lamentations 4:10 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised The hands of compassionate women have cooked their own children; they became their food during the destruction of my dear people. Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 The hands of the pitiful women Have sodden their own children: They were their meat In the destruction of the daughter of my people. Amplified Bible - Classic Edition The hands of [heretofore] compassionate women have boiled their own children; they were their food during the destruction of the daughter of my people [Judah]. American Standard Version (1901) The hands of the pitiful women have boiled their own children; They were their food in the destruction of the daughter of my people. Common English Bible The hands of loving women boiled their own children to become their food during the destruction of the daughter of my people. Catholic Public Domain Version JOD. The hands of pitiable women have boiled their sons. They became their food in the grief of the daughter of my people. Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Jod. The hands of the pitiful women have sodden their own children: they were their meat in the destruction of the daughter of my people. |
By the ninth day of the fourth month the famine was so severe in the city that the common people had no food.
The noisy city, the jubilant town, is filled with celebration. Your dead did not die by the sword; they were not killed in battle.
‘Can a woman forget her nursing child, or lack compassion for the child of her womb? Even if these forget, yet I will not forget you.
I will make them eat the flesh of their sons and their daughters, and they will eat each other’s flesh in the distressing siege inflicted on them by their enemies who intend to take their life.”
My eyes are worn out from weeping; I am churning within. My heart is poured out in grief , because of the destruction of my dear people, because infants and nursing babies faint in the streets of the city.
Lord, look and consider to whom you have done this. Should women eat their own children, the infants they have nurtured? Should priests and prophets be killed in the Lord’s sanctuary?
My eyes flow with streams of tears because of the destruction of my dear people.
Even jackals offer their breasts to nurse their young, but my dear people have become cruel like ostriches in the wilderness.
As a result, fathers will eat their sons within Jerusalem, and sons will eat their fathers. I will execute judgements against you and scatter all your survivors to every direction of the wind.
You will eat the flesh of your sons; you will eat the flesh of your daughters.