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|Lamentações 4:1| The Punishment of Zion How the gold has become dim! How the most fine gold has changed! The stones of the sanctuary lie scattered at the head of every street.
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|Lamentações 4:2| The precious sons of Zion, comparable to fine gold, how they are esteemed as earthen pots, the work of a potter’s hands!
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|Lamentações 4:3| Even the jackals offer the breast; they nurse their young, yet the daughter of my people has become cruel, like ostriches in the wilderness.
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|Lamentações 4:4| The tongue of the infant cleaves to the roof of his mouth for thirst; the children beg for bread, but no one divides it for them.
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|Lamentações 4:5| Those who once ate delicacies are desolate in the streets; those who were brought up in scarlet embrace ash heaps.
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|Lamentações 4:6| For the iniquity of the daughter of my people is greater than the sin of Sodom, which was overthrown in a moment, and no hands were wrung for her.
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|Lamentações 4:7| Her princes were purer than snow, whiter than milk; their bodies were more ruddy than rubies, their appearance like sapphire.
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|Lamentações 4:8| Their form is blacker than coal; they are not recognized in the streets; their skin cleaves to their bones, it has become as dry as wood.
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|Lamentações 4:9| Those killed by the sword are better off than those who die of hunger, for they pine away, stricken for want of the fruits of the field.
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|Lamentações 4:10| The hands of compassionate women have boiled their own children; they became their food in the destruction of the daughter of my people.
