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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.

The precious sons of Zion,
    comparable to fine gold,
how they are esteemed as earthen pots,
    the work of a potter’s hands!

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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