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  • Who has begotten me these? thou wilt ask. Barren days of exile, when I could not give birth; who has reared me these, when I was left solitary? Where were these all the while? (Isaiah 49, 21)

  • Sing with praise, barren city that art childless still; echo thy praise, cry aloud, wife that wast never brought to bed; forsaken, she is to have more children now, the Lord says, than wife whose husband remains with her.✻ (Isaiah 54, 1)

  • Proselyte let him be, of alien birth, will the Lord deny him citizenship? Eunuch let him be, is he no better than a barren trunk, cut down as worthless? (Isaiah 56, 3)

  • You, that dally with idols under the first spreading tree, that sacrifice little children in the rock-caves among the glens? (Isaiah 57, 5)

  • Then the Lord’s word came to me, Tell me, Jeremias, what is this thou seest? A branch of a tree, I told him, with the eyes already open.✻ (Jeremiah 1, 11)

  • Go and cry out so that all Jerusalem may hear, with this message from the Lord: What memories I have of thee, gracious memories of thy youth, of the love that plighted troth between us, when I led thee through the desert; alone in the barren wastes, thou and I! (Jeremiah 2, 2)

  • They shall rob thee of harvest and of food, rob thee of son and daughter, rob thee of flock and herd, rob thee of vine and fig-tree; and all the strongholds, wherein thy hope lies, at the sword’s point shall be overthrown. (Jeremiah 5, 17)

  • This warning, then, the Lord God sends them: Fury and indignation of mine are brewing against this place, man and beast, woodland tree and growing crop; and when that fire is lit, there shall be no quenching it. (Jeremiah 7, 20)

  • I will make an end of them once for all, the Lord says; never a grape on the vine, or a fig on the fig-tree, every leaf withered; and I have given them … what has passed them by.✻ (Jeremiah 8, 13)

  • An olive-tree, sturdy and fair and fruitful, so it was the Lord loved to think of thee; and now, at the sound of his majestic voice,✻ fire breaks out in it, and all those shoots are burned away. (Jeremiah 11, 16)

  • Hitherto, I had been unsuspecting as a cade lamb that is led off to the slaughter-house; I knew nothing of the plots they were hatching against me, as they whispered, Let us give him a taste of the gallows-tree;✻ let us rid the world of him, so that his very name will be forgotten! (Jeremiah 11, 19)

  • indelible, while there are sons of theirs to remember where altar stood once and sacred tree, shrine in the thick forest, shrine on the high hills; (Jeremiah 17, 2)


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