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People who once ate only the best
lie dying in the streets;
those who were raised wearing purple
are clawing at piles of garbage.

For the offense of the daughter of my people
is greater than the sin of S’dom,
which was overthrown in an instant,
without a hand to help her.

Her princes were purer than snow;
they were whiter than milk,
their bodies more ruddy than pink pearls,
as beautiful as sapphires.

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Those who once ate delicacies
    are destitute in the streets.
Those brought up in royal purple(A)
    now lie on ash heaps.(B)

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

Their princes were brighter than snow
    and whiter than milk,
their bodies more ruddy than rubies,
    their appearance like lapis lazuli.

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