21  Speak unto the house of Israel, Thus saith the Lord God; Behold, I will profane my sanctuary, the excellency of your strength, the desire of your eyes, and that which your soul ^bpitieth; and your sons and your daughters whom ye have left shall fall by the sword.

  17  And they shall be mine, saith the Lord of hosts, in that day when I make up my jewels; and I will ^cspare them, as a man spareth his own son that serveth him.

  15  For can a woman forget her sucking child, that she should not have ^bcompassion on the son of her womb? Yea, they may forget, yet will I not forget thee, O house of Israel.