12. Have I conceived all this multitude, or begotten them, that thou shouldst say to me: Carry them in thy bosom as the nurse is wont to carry the little infant, and bear them into the land, for which thou hast sworn to their fathers?
13. Whence should I have flesh to give to so great a multitude? they weep against me, saying: Give us flesh that we may eat.
14. I am not able alone to bear all this people, because it is too heavy for me.
15. But if it seem unto thee otherwise, I beseech thee to kill me, and let me find grace in thy eyes, that I be not afflicted with so great evils.