Treasury of Scripture Knowledge
Thy sons and thy daughters shall be given unto another people, and thine eyes shall look, and fail with longing for them all the day long: and there shall be no might in thine hand.
A curse will be on the fruit of your body, and on the fruit of your land, on the increase of your cattle, and the young of your flock.
Sorrow is yours, O Moab! Destruction is your fate, O people of Chemosh: his sons have gone in flight, and his daughters are prisoners, in the hands of Sihon, king of the Amorites.
2 Chronicles 29:9
For see, our fathers have been put to death with the sword, and our sons and daughters and wives have been taken away prisoners because of this.
For there were some who said, We, our sons and our daughters, are a great number: let us get grain, so that we may have food for our needs.
And I have sent a cleaning wind on them in the public places of the land; I have taken their children from them; I have given my people to destruction; they have not been turned from their ways.
You are not to take a wife for yourself or have sons or daughters in this place.
And as for you, son of man, your mouth will be shut in the day when I take from them their strength, the joy of their glory, the desire of their eyes, and that on which their hearts are fixed, and their sons and daughters.
And the children of Judah and the children of Jerusalem you have given for a price to the sons of the Greeks, to send them far away from their land:
And I will send you away as prisoners farther than Damascus, says the Lord, whose name is the God of armies.
Be in pain, make sounds of grief, O daughter of Zion, like a woman in childbirth: for now you will go out of the town, living in the open country, and will come even to Babylon; there you will have salvation; there the Lord will make you free from the hands of your haters.
And even among these nations there will be no peace for you, and no rest for your feet: but the Lord will give you there a shaking heart and wasting eyes and weariness of soul:
But the eyes of the evil-doers will be wasting away; their way of flight is gone, and their only hope is the taking of their last breath.
As for him who is false to his friend for a reward, light will be cut off from the eyes of his children.
I am tired with my crying; my throat is burning: my eyes are wasted with waiting for my God.
My eyes are full of weariness with searching for your word, saying, When will you give me comfort?
I make cries like a bird; I give out sounds of grief like a dove: my eyes are looking up with desire; O Lord, I am crushed, take up my cause.
My eyes are wasted with weeping, the inmost parts of my body are deeply moved, my inner parts are drained out on the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because of the young children and babies at the breast who are falling without strength in the open squares of the town.
Our eyes are still wasting away in looking for our false help: we have been watching for a nation unable to give salvation.
Because of this our hearts are feeble; for these things our eyes are dark;
And they will be building houses and living in them; planting vine-gardens and getting the fruit of them.