Have all the workers of iniquity no knowledge? who eat up my people as they eat bread, and call not upon the LORD.

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.

Behold, he smote the rock, that the waters gushed out, and the streams overflowed; can he give bread also? can he provide flesh for his people?

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

For I have eaten ashes like bread, and mingled my drink with weeping,

And wine that maketh glad the heart of man, and oil to make his face to shine, and bread which strengtheneth man's heart.

Thou feedest them with the bread of tears; and givest them tears to drink in great measure.

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

The people asked, and he brought quails, and satisfied them with the bread of heaven.

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

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

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