إِرْمِيَا 12:4

حَتَّى مَتَى تَنُوحُ ٱلْأَرْضُ وَيَيْبَسُ عُشْبُ كُلِّ ٱلْحَقْلِ؟ مِنْ شَرِّ ٱلسَّاكِنِينَ فِيهَا فَنِيَتِ ٱلْبَهَائِمُ وَٱلطُّيُورُ، لِأَنَّهُمْ قَالُوا: «لَا يَرَى آخِرَتَنَا».

How long shall the land mourn, and the herbs of every field wither, for the wickedness of them that dwell therein? the beasts are consumed, and the birds; because they said, He shall not see our last end.