Lexicon :: Strong's H4578 - mēʿê

Now the word of the LORD came to him: “This one will not be your heir; instead, one who comes from your own body[fn] will be your heir.”

And the LORD said to her:

Two nations are in your womb;

two peoples will come from you and be separated.

One people will be stronger than the other,

and the older will serve the younger.

“May this water that brings a curse enter your stomach, causing your belly to swell and your womb to shrivel.’

“And the woman will reply, ‘Amen, Amen.’

But Naomi replied, “Return home, my daughters. Why do you want to go with me? Am I able to have any more sons who could become your husbands?

“When your time comes and you rest with your ancestors, I will raise up after you your descendant, who will come from your body, and I will establish his kingdom.

Then David said to Abishai and all his servants, “Look, my own son, my own flesh and blood,[fn] intends to take my life ​— ​how much more now this Benjaminite! Leave him alone and let him curse me; the LORD has told him to.

Amasa was not on guard against the sword in Joab’s hand, and Joab stabbed him in the stomach with it and spilled his intestines out on the ground. Joab did not stab him again, and Amasa died.

Joab and his brother Abishai pursued Sheba son of Bichri.

“You yourself will be struck with many illnesses, including a disease of the intestines, until your intestines come out day after day because of the disease.”

After all these things, the LORD afflicted him in his intestines with an incurable disease.

and the LORD sent an angel who annihilated every valiant warrior, leader, and commander in the camp of the king of Assyria. So the king of Assyria returned in disgrace to his land. He went to the temple of his god, and there some of his own children struck him down with the sword.

yet the food in his stomach turns

into cobras’ venom inside him.

I am churning within[fn] and cannot rest;

days of suffering confront me.

I am poured out like water,

and all my bones are disjointed;

my heart is like wax,

melting within me.

“I delight to do your will, my God,

and your instruction is deep within me.”

I have leaned on you from birth;

you took me from my mother’s womb.

My praise is always about you.

My love thrust his hand through the opening,

and my feelings were stirred for him.

His arms[fn] are rods of gold

set[fn] with beryl.

His body[fn] is an ivory panel

covered with lapis lazuli.

Therefore I moan like the sound of a lyre for Moab,

as does my innermost being for Kir-heres.

Your descendants would have been as countless as the sand,

and the offspring of your body like its grains; 

their name would not be cut off

or eliminated from my presence.

Coasts and islands,[fn] listen to me;

distant peoples, pay attention.

The LORD called me before I was born.

He named me while I was in my mother’s womb.

Look down from heaven and see

from your lofty home ​— ​holy and beautiful.

Where is your zeal and your might?

Your yearning[fn] and your compassion

are withheld from me.

My anguish, my anguish![fn] I writhe in agony!

Oh, the pain in[fn] my heart!

My heart pounds;

I cannot be silent.

For you, my soul,

have heard the sound of the ram’s horn —

the shout of battle.

Isn’t Ephraim a precious son to me,

a delightful child?

Whenever I speak against him,

I certainly still think about him.

Therefore, my inner being yearns for him;

I will truly have compassion on him.

This is the LORD’s declaration.

LORD, see how I am in distress.

I am churning within;

my heart is broken,[fn]

for I have been very rebellious.

Outside, the sword takes the children;

inside, there is death.

My eyes are worn out from weeping;

I am churning within.

My heart is poured out in grief[fn]

because of the destruction of my dear people,

because infants and nursing babies faint

in the streets of the city.

“Son of man,” he said to me, “feed your stomach and fill your belly with this scroll I am giving you.” So I ate it, and it was as sweet as honey in my mouth.

They will throw their silver into the streets,

and their gold will seem like something filthy.

Their silver and gold will be unable to save them

in the day of the LORD’s wrath.

They will not satisfy their appetites

or fill their stomachs,

for these were the stumbling blocks

that brought about their iniquity.

The LORD appointed a great fish to swallow Jonah, and Jonah was in the belly of the fish three days and three nights.

Jonah prayed to the LORD his God from the belly of the fish: