Behold, the days are coming that I will cut off your arm and the arm of your father's house, so that there shall not be an old man in your house.

You shall come to the grave in full vigor, as a sheaf of grain springs up in its season.

So Job died, old and full of days.

There shall not be an infant of only a few days, nor an old man that has not fulfilled his days. For the child shall die at a hundred years old; but the sinner who is a hundred years old shall be accursed.

They shall not build, and another live in them; they shall not plant, and another eat. For as the days of a tree are the days of My people, and My elect shall grow old enjoying the work of their hands.

Behold, O Jehovah, and consider to whom You have done this. Shall the women eat their offspring, children of their tender care? Shall the priest and the prophet be killed in the sanctuary of the Lord?

Young and old lie on the ground in the streets; my virgins and my young men have fallen by the sword. You have killed them in the day of Your anger; You have slaughtered and not pitied.

You have summoned, as in an appointed day, my terrors all around; and there was not one who escaped, or a survivor in the day of Jehovah's anger. Those whom I have nursed and nurtured, my enemy has consumed.

They raped the women in Zion, virgins in the cities of Judah.

They took the young men to grind, and the youths stumbled under loads of wood.

The joy of our heart has ceased; our dance has turned into mourning.

But you have come to Mount Zion and to the city of the living God, the Heavenly Jerusalem, to an innumerable multitude of angels,