his food is turned sour in his stomach; it becomes the venom of serpents within him.

And you will get a serious, chronic intestinal disease which will cause your intestines to come out.”

I said, “Oh, the feeling in the pit of my stomach! I writhe in anguish. Oh, the pain in my heart! My heart pounds within me. I cannot keep silent. For I hear the sound of the trumpet; the sound of the battle cry pierces my soul!

My heart is in turmoil unceasingly; the days of my affliction confront me.

I want to do what pleases you, my God. Your law dominates my thoughts.”

My lover thrust his hand through the hole, and my feelings were stirred for him.

Jonah prayed to the Lord his God from the stomach of the fish

After all this happened, the Lord afflicted him with an incurable intestinal disease.

My strength drains away like water; all my bones are dislocated; my heart is like wax; it melts away inside me.

I have leaned on you since birth; you pulled me from my mother’s womb. I praise you continually.

His arms are like rods of gold set with chrysolite. His abdomen is like polished ivory inlaid with sapphires.

So my heart constantly sighs for Moab, like the strumming of a harp, my inner being sighs for Kir Hareseth.

Your descendants would have been as numerous as sand, and your children like its granules. Their name would not have been cut off and eliminated from my presence.

But look, the word of the Lord came to him: “This man will not be your heir, but instead a son who comes from your own body will be your heir.”

and the Lord said to her, “Two nations are in your womb, and two peoples will be separated from within you. One people will be stronger than the other, and the older will serve the younger.”

and this water that causes the curse will go into your stomach, and make your abdomen swell and your thigh rot.” Then the woman must say, “Amen, amen.”

But Naomi replied, “Go back home, my daughters! There is no reason for you to return to Judah with me! I am no longer capable of giving birth to sons who might become your husbands!

When the time comes for you to die, I will raise up your descendant, one of your own sons, to succeed you, and I will establish his kingdom.

Listen to me, you coastlands! Pay attention, you people who live far away! The Lord summoned me from birth; he commissioned me when my mother brought me into the world.

Look down from heaven and take notice, from your holy, majestic palace! Where are your zeal and power? Do not hold back your tender compassion!