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Aaghh! The gold no longer shines;
    even our finest gold is changed,
And precious gems from the holy place
    are scattered and spilled in the street.

But worse yet, the people themselves, the precious children of Zion,
    are treated like clay pots formed by a potter—
Now debased and devalued,
    but they were once worth their weight in gold.

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[a]How the gold has lost its luster,
    the fine gold become dull!
The sacred gems are scattered
    at every street corner.(A)

How the precious children of Zion,(B)
    once worth their weight in gold,
are now considered as pots of clay,
    the work of a potter’s hands!

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 4:1 This chapter is an acrostic poem, the verses of which begin with the successive letters of the Hebrew alphabet.