Lamentations 4:4
The tongue of the sucking child clings to the roof of his mouth for thirst. The young sons ask bread, and no man breaks it to them.
Psalm 22:15
My strength is dried up like a potsherd, and my tongue clings to my jaws, and thou have brought me into the dust of death.
Lamentations 2:11-12
My eyes fail with tears, my heart is troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, because the young sons and the sucklings faint in the streets of the city.
Deuteronomy 32:24
[to be] wasted with hunger, and devoured with burning heat and bitter destruction. And I will send upon them the teeth of beasts, with the poison of crawling things of the dust.
Psalm 137:6
Let my tongue cling to the roof of my mouth, if I do not remember thee, if I do not prefer Jerusalem above my chief joy.
Matthew 7:9-11
Or what man is there of you, who, if his son may ask for bread, will give him a stone,