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.
Your children will be cursed, as well as the produce of your soil, the calves of your herds, and the lambs of your flocks.
Woe to you, Moab. You are ruined, O people of Chemosh! He has made his sons fugitives, and his daughters the prisoners of King Sihon of the Amorites.
2 Chronicles 29:9
Look, our fathers died violently and our sons, daughters, and wives were carried off because of this.
There were those who said, "With our sons and daughters, we are many. We must obtain grain in order to eat and stay alive."
The Lord continued, "In every town in the land I will purge them like straw blown away by the wind. I will destroy my people. I will kill off their children. I will do so because they did not change their behavior.
"Do not get married and do not have children here in this land.
"And you, son of man, this is what will happen on the day I take from them their stronghold -- their beautiful source of joy, the object in which their eyes delight, and the main concern of their lives, as well as their sons and daughters:
You sold Judeans and Jerusalemites to the Greeks, removing them far from their own country.
and I will drive you into exile beyond Damascus," says the Lord. He is called the God who commands armies!
Twist and strain, Daughter Zion, as if you were in labor! For you will leave the city and live in the open field. You will go to Babylon, but there you will be rescued. There the Lord will deliver you from the power of your enemies.
Among those nations you will have no rest nor will there be a place of peaceful rest for the soles of your feet, for there the Lord will give you an anxious heart, failing eyesight, and a spirit of despair.
But the eyes of the wicked fail, and escape eludes them; their one hope is to breathe their last."
If a man denounces his friends for personal gain, the eyes of his children will fail.
I am exhausted from shouting for help; my throat is sore; my eyes grow tired of looking for my God.
My eyes grow tired as I wait for your promise to be fulfilled. I say, "When will you comfort me?"
Like a swallow or a thrush I chirp, I coo like a dove; my eyes grow tired from looking up to the sky. O sovereign master, I am oppressed; help me!
(Kaf) My eyes are worn out from weeping; my stomach is in knots. My heart is poured out on the ground due to the destruction of my helpless people; children and infants faint in the town squares.
(Ayin) Our eyes continually failed us as we looked in vain for help. From our watchtowers we watched for a nation that could not rescue us.
Because of this, our hearts are sick; because of these things, we can hardly see through our tears.
They will build houses and live in them; they will plant vineyards and eat their fruit.