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Zion’s Punishment

How tarnished the gold has become,
    the finest gold debased!
Sacred stones[a] have been scattered
    at every street corner.

Though the precious people of Zion
    were like fine gold,
how they are valued like clay vessels,
    the handiwork of a potter!

Even wild animals nurse,
    suckling their young;
but the women of my people are cruel,
    like ostriches in the wilderness.

The nursing child’s tongue
    cleaves to its palate from thirst.
Young children beg for bread,
    but no one gives them any.

Those who enjoyed delicacies
    lie desolate in the streets.
Those who were reared wearing purple
    scavenge in piles of trash.

The guilt of my cherished people surpasses the sin of Sodom,
    which was overthrown in a moment,
        without a hand to help her.

Her princes[b] were purer than snow,
    whiter than milk.
Their bodies were more ruddy[c] than rubies,
    their beards like the color of precious stones.

Now their faces are blacker than coal;
    they are unrecognized in the streets.
Their skin clings to their bones;
    it has become dry like a stick.

Those who die by the sword are better off
    than those who die from starvation,
who slowly waste away like those pierced through
    for lack of food from the fields.

10 With their own hands, compassionate women
    boil their own children—
they become their food—
    when my beloved people were[d] destroyed.

11 The Lord has exhausted his wrath,
    pouring out his fierce anger.
He kindled a fire in Zion,
    consuming its foundations.

12 None of the kings of the earth would have believed,
    nor the world’s inhabitants,
that the adversary and the enemy
    could have breached the gates of Jerusalem.

13 Due to the sins committed by her prophets,
    and the iniquities of her priests
who shed in her midst,
    the blood of the righteous,
14 people stagger around in the streets like the blind,
    defiled by blood
unclean so that no one is able
    to touch their clothing.

15 “Go away! Unclean!”
    they shouted at them.
        “Go away! Go away! Don’t touch!”
When they fled away and wandered,
    those among the nations decreed,
        “They cannot live here!”

16 The Lord himself separated them;
    he will do nothing more for them.
They did not respect their own priests;
    they did not honor their elders.

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 4:1 Or gems
  2. Lamentations 4:7 Or Nazirites
  3. Lamentations 4:7 I.e. reddish brown skin color
  4. Lamentations 4:10 Lit. when the daughter of my people was