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Distress of the Siege Described 1How dark the gold has become, How the pure gold has changed! The sacred stones are spilled out At the [a]corner of every street.
2The precious sons of Zion, Weighed against pure gold, How they are regarded as earthenware jars, The work of a potter’s hands!
3Even jackals offer the breast, They nurse their young; But the daughter of my people has proved herself cruel, Like ostriches in the wilderness.
4The tongue of the infant clings To the roof of its mouth because of thirst; The children ask for bread, But no one breaks it for them.
5Those who used to eat delicacies Are made to tremble in the streets; Those who were raised in crimson clothing Embrace garbage heaps.
6For the [b]wrongdoing of the daughter of my people Is greater than the [c]sin of Sodom, Which was overthrown as in a moment, [d]And no hands were turned toward her.
7Her [e]consecrated ones were purer than snow, They shined more than milk; They were more ruddy in [f]body than pearls of coral, Their form was like [g]lapis lazuli.
8Their appearance is darker than soot, They are not recognized in the streets; Their skin is shriveled on their bones, It is dry, it has become like wood.
9Better off are those killed by the sword Than those killed by hunger; For they [h]waste away, [i]stricken By the lack of the produce of the field.
10The hands of compassionate women Boiled their own children; They became food for them Due to the destruction of the daughter of my people.
11The LORD has expended His wrath, He has poured out His fierce anger; And He has kindled a fire in Zion, And it has consumed its foundations.
12The kings of the earth did not believe, Nor did any of the inhabitants of the world, That the adversary and the enemy Would enter |
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