3 Even jackals offer their breasts to nurse their young, but my people have become heartless like ostriches in the desert.
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4 Because of thirst the infant’s tongue sticks to the roof of its mouth; the children beg for bread, but no one gives it to them.
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5 Those who once ate delicacies are destitute in the streets. Those brought up in royal purple now lie on ash heaps.
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6 The punishment of my people is greater than that of Sodom, 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 lapis lazuli.
8 But now they are blacker than soot; they are not recognized in the streets. Their skin has shriveled on their bones; 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; racked with hunger, they waste away for lack of food from the field.
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10 With their own hands compassionate women have cooked their own children, who became their food when my people were destroyed.