13. The sorrows of a travailing woman will come on him.He is an unwise son;for when it is time, he doesn’t come to the opening of the womb.
14. I will ransom them from the power of Sheol.I will redeem them from death!Death, where are your plagues?Sheol, where is your destruction?“Compassion will be hidden from my eyes.
15. Though he is fruitful amongst his brothers, an east wind will come,the breath of the Lord coming up from the wilderness;and his spring will become dry,and his fountain will be dried up.He will plunder the storehouse of treasure.