Lamentations 4:2-10 NIV

2 How the precious sons of Zion,1 once worth their weight in gold, are now considered as pots of clay, the work of a potter's hands!

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3 Even jackals offer their breasts to nurse their young, but my people have become heartless like ostriches in the desert.2

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4 Because of thirst3 the infant's tongue sticks to the roof of its mouth;4 the children beg for bread, but no one gives it to them.5

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5 Those who once ate delicacies are destitute in the streets. Those nurtured in purple6 now lie on ash heaps.7

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6 The punishment of my people is greater than that of Sodom,8 which was overthrown in a moment without a hand turned to help her.

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7 Their princes were brighter than snow and whiter than milk, their bodies more ruddy than rubies, their appearance like sapphires.a

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    • a 4:7 - Or "lapis lazuli"
      8 But now they are blacker9 than soot; they are not recognized in the streets. Their skin has shriveled on their bones;10 it has become as dry as a stick.

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      9 Those killed by the sword are better off than those who die of famine;11 racked with hunger, they waste away for lack of food from the field.12

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      10 With their own hands compassionate women have cooked their own children,13 who became their food when my people were destroyed.

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