They were so poor and hungry that they would gnaw dry roots--- at night, in wild, desolate places.

They pulled up the plants of the desert and ate them, even the tasteless roots of the broom tree!

If you try to grow crops, the soil will not produce anything; you will be a homeless wanderer on the earth."

like dogs roaming about for food and growling if they do not find enough.

May his children be homeless beggars; may they be driven from the ruins they live in!

To get food enough to stay alive, we went begging to Egypt and Assyria.

Murderers roam through the countryside; we risk our lives when we look for food.

They were stoned, they were sawed in two, they were killed by the sword. They went around clothed in skins of sheep or goats---poor, persecuted, and mistreated.

The world was not good enough for them! They wandered like refugees in the deserts and hills, living in caves and holes in the ground.

The light of the wicked will still be put out; its flame will never burn again.

The lamp in their tents will be darkened.

They used to be rich, but now they go hungry; disaster stands and waits at their side.

They will be driven out of the land of the living, driven from light into darkness.

Be grateful for every year you live. No matter how long you live, remember that you will be dead much longer. There is nothing at all to look forward to.

It will be a dark and gloomy day, a black and cloudy day. The great army of locusts advances like darkness spreading over the mountains. There has never been anything like it, and there never will be again.

The day of the LORD will bring darkness and not light; it will be a day of gloom, without any brightness.

It will be a day of fury, a day of trouble and distress, a day of ruin and destruction, a day of darkness and gloom, a black and cloudy day,

Instead, all that is left is to wait in fear for the coming Judgment and the fierce fire which will destroy those who oppose God!