Thomson(i)
7 but utterly disperse them. In the gates of My people they are bereaved of children; My people are destroyed because of their wickedness.
8 Their widows are multiplied above the sand of the sea. Against a mother I have brought soldiers-misery at noon-day. Upon her I have cast suddenly terror and consternation.
9 She who was the mother of seven is childless; her soul is afflicted, the sun set upon her while it is yet mid-day; she is ashamed and confounded: the rest of them I will deliver up to the sword before their enemies.