The fruit of your womb will be cursed, as well as the produce of your land, the calves of your herds, and the lambs of your flocks.
When I cut off your supply of bread, ten women will bake your bread in a single oven and dole out your bread by weight,
You will be cursed in the city and cursed in the country.
I will break down your stubborn pride and make your sky like iron and your land like bronze,
The roots beneath him dry up, and the branches above him wither away.
You shall not bow down to them or worship them; for I, the LORD your God, am a jealous God, visiting the iniquity of the
Though the fig tree does not bud and no fruit is on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no foo
Look, O LORD, and consider: Whom have You ever treated like this? Should women eat their offspring, the infants they hav
The fruit of your womb will be blessed, as well as the produce of your land and the offspring of your livestock—the calv
May his children be fatherless and his wife a widow.
My eyes fail from weeping; I am churning within. My heart is poured out in grief over the destruction of the daughter of
Look, the days are coming when people will say, ‘Blessed are the barren women, the wombs that never bore, and breasts th
Behold, I will rebuke your descendants, and I will spread dung on your faces, the waste from your feasts, and you will b
Ephraim’s glory will fly away like a bird, with no birth, no pregnancy, and no conception.