Wild donkeys stand on barren heights; they pant for air like jackals; their eyes fail for lack of pasture.”
a wild donkey at home in the wilderness, sniffing the wind in the heat of her desire. Who can restrain her passion? All
Who set the wild donkey free? Who released the swift donkey from the harness?
How the cattle groan! The herds wander in confusion because they have no pasture. Even the flocks of sheep are suffering
Because of this, our hearts are faint; because of these, our eyes grow dim—
All the while our eyes were failing as we looked in vain for help. We watched from our towers for a nation that could no
“My father has brought trouble to the land,” Jonathan replied. “Just look at how my eyes have brightened because I taste