And I raised up, of your sons, for prophets, and, of your young men, for Nazirites, - Was it not even so, ye sons of Israel? Demandeth Yahweh;

Will a lion roar in the forest, when, prey, he hath none? Will a young lion utter his voice out of his den, when he hath made no capture?

I have sent among you pestilence, in the manner of Egypt, I have slain, with the sword, your young men, and therewith have been taken captive your horses, And I have caused to ascend - the stench of your camps, even into your own nostrils, Yet ye have not returned unto me, Declareth Yahweh.

In that day, shall the fair virgins and the choice young men faint for thirst.