1 Samuel 2:5
The satiated for bread hired themselves, And the hungry have ceased. While the barren hath borne seven, And she abounding with sons hath languished.
The satiated for bread hired themselves, And the hungry have ceased. While the barren hath borne seven, And she abounding with sons hath languished.
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4Bows of the mighty are broken, And the stumbling have girded on strength.
9Languished hath the bearer of seven, She hath breathed out her spirit, Gone in hath her sun while yet day, It hath been ashamed and confounded, And their residue to the sword I give up before their enemies, An affirmation of Jehovah.
4Cleaved hath the tongue of a suckling unto his palate with thirst, Infants asked bread, a dealer out they have none.
5Those eating of dainties have been desolate in out-places, Those supported on scarlet have embraced dunghills.
9Better have been the pierced of a sword Than the pierced of famine, For these flow away, pierced through, Without the increase of the field.
10The hands of merciful women have boiled their own children, They have been for food to them, In the destruction of the daughter of my people.
53The hungry He did fill with good, And the rich He sent away empty,
27for it hath been written, `Rejoice, O barren, who art not bearing; break forth and cry, thou who art not travailing, because many `are' the children of the desolate -- more than of her having the husband.'
5Whose harvest the hungry doth eat, And even from the thorns taketh it, And the designing swallowed their wealth.
1Sing, O barren, she hath not borne! Break forth with singing, and cry aloud, She hath not brought forth! For more `are' the sons of the desolate, Than the sons of the married one, said Jehovah.
7That hath not filled the hand of a reaper, And the bosom of a binder of sheaves.
16Sheol, and a restrained womb, Earth -- it `is' not satisfied `with' water, And fire -- it hath not said, `Sufficiency,'
14From men, Thy hand, O Jehovah, From men of the world, their portion `is' in life, And `with' Thy hidden things Thou fillest their belly, They are satisfied `with' sons; And have left their abundance to their sucklings.
6Jehovah putteth to death, and keepeth alive, He bringeth down to Sheol, and bringeth up.
10And they have eaten, and are not satisfied, They have gone a-whoring, and increase not, For they have left off taking heed to Jehovah.
9Widows thou hast sent away empty, And the arms of the fatherless are bruised.
7Thou causest not the weary to drink water, And from the hungry thou withholdest bread.
9Causing the barren one of the house to sit, A joyful mother of sons; praise ye Jah!
7All the labour of man `is' for his mouth, and yet the soul is not filled.
29for, lo, days do come, in which they shall say, Happy the barren, and wombs that did not bare, and paps that did not give suck;
6Ye have sown much, and brought in little, To eat, and not to satiety, To drink, and not to drunkenness, To clothe, and none hath heat, And he who is hiring himself out, Is hiring himself for a bag pierced through.
3With want and with famine gloomy, Those fleeing to a dry place, Formerly a desolation and waste,
14If his sons multiply -- for them `is' a sword. And his offspring `are' not satisfied `with' bread.
15His remnant in death are buried, And his widows do not weep.
5Hungry -- yea -- thirsty, Their soul in them becometh feeble,
10She is empty, yea, emptiness and waste, And the heart hath melted, And the knees have smitten together, And great pain `is' in all loins, And the faces of all of them have gathered paleness.
11and houses full of all good things which thou hast not filled, and wells digged which thou hast not digged, vineyards and olive-yards which thou hast not planted, and thou hast eaten, and been satisfied;
14And that wealth hath been lost in an evil business, and he hath begotten a son and there is nothing in his hand!
10Naked, they have gone without clothing, And hungry -- have taken away a sheaf.
5Lo, wild asses in a wilderness, They have gone out about their work, Seeking early for prey, A mixture for himself -- food for young ones.
17so that they lack bread and water, and have been astonished one with another, and been consumed in their iniquity.
2yea, there are who are saying, `Our sons, and our daughters, we -- are many, and we receive corn, and eat, and live.'
15Sloth causeth deep sleep to fall, And an indolent soul doth hunger.
19Whoso is tilling his ground is satisfied `with' bread, And whoso is pursuing vanity, Is filled `with' poverty.
23Abundance of food -- the tillage of the poor, And substance is consumed without judgment.
19These two are meeting thee, who is moved for thee? Spoiling and destruction -- Famine and sword, who -- I comfort thee?
24His breasts have been full of milk, And marrow his bones doth moisten.
26`In My breaking to you the staff of bread, then ten women have baked your bread in one oven, and have given back your bread by weight; and ye have eaten, and are not satisfied.
16Her young ones it hath hardened without her, In vain `is' her labour without fear.
6`To' Egypt we have given a hand, `To' Asshur, to be satisfied with bread.
57and against her seed which cometh out from between her feet, even against her sons whom she doth bear, for she doth eat them for the lacking of all things in secret, in the siege and in the straitness with which thine enemy doth straiten thee within thy gates.
15according as it hath been written, `He who `did gather' much, had nothing over; and he who `did gather' little, had no lack.'
15Her provision I greatly bless, Her needy ones I satisfy `with' bread,
14Thou -- thou eatest, and thou art not satisfied, And thy pit `is' in thy midst, And thou removest, and dost not deliver, And that which thou deliverest, to a sword I give.
16Its quiver `is' as an open sepulchre, All of them -- mighty ones.
17And it hath consumed thy harvest and thy bread, They consume thy sons, and thy daughters, It consumeth thy flock, and thy herd, It consumeth thy vine, and thy fig-tree, It maketh poor thy fenced cities, In which thou art trusting -- by the sword.
7A satiated soul treadeth down a honeycomb, And `to' a hungry soul every bitter thing `is' sweet.
25For I have satiated the weary soul, And every grieved soul I have filled.'
17Rotted have scattered things under their clods, Desolated have been storehouses, Broken down have been granaries, For withered hath the corn.
3Therefore he doth give them out till the time She who bringeth forth hath brought forth, And the remnant of his brethren return to the sons of Israel.