Mine eyes do fail with tears, my bowels are troubled, my liver is poured upon the earth, for the destruction of the daughter of my people; because the children and the sucklings swoon in the streets of the city.
Lamentations 3:47
Fear and a snare is come upon us, desolation and destruction.
Lamentations 3:48
Mine eye runneth down with rivers of water for the destruction of the daughter of my people.
Lamentations 4:10
The hands of the pitiful women have sodden their own children: they were their meat in the destruction of the daughter of my people.