Because of this I will bring disaster on your dynasty and will kill all your male descendants, young and old alike. I will get rid of your family; they will be swept away like dung.

Her remains will be scattered there like dung, so that no one will be able to identify them.' "

You defeated them at Endor, and their bodies rotted on the ground.

Instead of being gathered and buried, their bones will be like manure lying on the ground. They will be spread out before the sun, the moon, and the stars, which these people have loved and served, and which they have consulted and worshiped.

But we die, and that is the end of us; we die, and where are we then?