¹⁵ I have set the point of the sword against all their gates, that their heart may faint, and their ruins be multiplied: ah! it is made bright, it is sharpened for the slaughter.

²¹ That thou hast slain my children, and delivered them to cause them to pass through the fire for them?

¹⁷ until I come and take you away to a land like your own land, a land of grain and new wine, a land of bread and vineyards.