It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat the bread of sorrows: for so he gives his beloved sleep.

I will abundantly bless her provision: I will satisfy her poor with bread.

I eat ashes like bread
and mingle my drinks with tears

wine that makes man’s heart glad—
making his face shine with oil—
and bread that sustains man’s heart.

Have all working iniquity not known? Those consuming my people have eaten bread, Jehovah they have not called.

You have given them the bread of weeping for food; for their drink you have given them sorrow in great measure.

For this reason they are full of bread; and water is ever flowing for them.

See, the rock was cut open by his power, so that the water came rushing out, and overflowing streams; is he able to give us bread? is he able to get meat for his people?

They asked, and He brought quail
and satisfied them with bread from heaven.

Have the workers of iniquity no knowledge? who eat up my people as they eat bread: they have not called upon God.

I have been young, and now am old; yet have I not seen the righteous forsaken, nor his seed begging bread.

Yea, mine own familiar friend, in whom I trusted, which did eat of my bread, hath lifted up his heel against me.

My tear hath been to me bread day and night, In their saying unto me all the day, 'Where is thy God?'

My heart is smitten, and withered like grass; so that I forget to eat my bread.

Moreover he called for a famine upon the land: he brake the whole staff of bread.

Let his children be continually vagabonds, and beg: let them seek their bread also out of their desolate places.

Causing grass to spring up for cattle, And herb for the service of man, To bring forth bread from the earth,

Doing judgment for the oppressed, Giving bread to the hungry.