For she leaveth her eggs on the earth, And warmeth them in the dust,
She dealeth hardly with her young ones, as if they were not hers: Though her labor be in vain, (she is) without fear;
And thorns shall come up in its palaces, nettles and thistles in the fortresses thereof; and it shall be a habitation of jackals, a court for ostriches.
Can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have compassion on the son of her womb? yea, these may forget, yet will not I forget thee.