The Punishment of the Wicked in This Life by Famine

I will break down your stubborn pride and make your sky like iron and your land like bronze,

…and your strength will be spent in vain. For your land will not yield its produce, and the trees of the land will not bear their fruit.

When I cut off your supply of bread, ten women will bake your bread in a single oven and dole out your bread by weight, so that you will eat but not be satisfied.

You will eat the flesh of your own sons and daughters.

…and fruitful land into fields of salt, because of the wickedness of its dwellers.