The punishment of my people is greater than that of Sodom,1 which was overthrown in a moment without a hand turned to help her.
Their princes were brighter than snow and whiter than milk, their bodies more ruddy than rubies, their appearance like sapphires.a8
But now they are blacker2 than soot; they are not recognized in the streets. Their skin has shriveled on their bones;3 it has become as dry as a stick.
Those killed by the sword are better off than those who die of famine;4 racked with hunger, they waste away for lack of food from the field.510
With their own hands compassionate women have cooked their own children,6 who became their food when my people were destroyed.
The LORD has given full vent to his wrath;7 he has poured out8 his fierce anger.9 He kindled a fire10 in Zion that consumed her foundations.1112
The kings of the earth did not believe, nor did any of the world's people, that enemies and foes could enter the gates of Jerusalem.1213
But it happened because of the sins of her prophets and the iniquities of her priests,13 who shed within her the blood14 of the righteous.
Now they grope through the streets like men who are blind.15 They are so defiled with blood16 that no one dares to touch their garments.
"Go away! You are unclean!" men cry to them. "Away! Away! Don't touch us!" When they flee and wander17 about, people among the nations say, "They can stay here no longer."1816
The LORD himself has scattered them; he no longer watches over them.19 The priests are shown no honor, the elders20 no favor.21