Lamentations 4:1-9 New English Translation (NET Bible)
The Prophet Speaks:
4 Alas! Gold has lost its luster;
pure gold loses value.
Jewels are scattered
on every street corner.
2 The precious sons of Zion
were worth their weight in gold—
Alas!—but now they are treated like broken clay pots,
made by a potter.
3 Even the jackals nurse their young
at their breast,
but my people are cruel,
like ostriches in the desert.
4 The infant’s tongue sticks
to the roof of its mouth due to thirst;
little children beg for bread,
but no one gives them even a morsel.
5 Those who once feasted on delicacies
are now starving to death in the streets.
Those who grew up wearing expensive clothes
are now dying amid garbage.
6 The punishment of my people
exceeded that of of Sodom,
which was overthrown in a moment
with no one to help her.
7 Her consecrated ones were brighter than snow,
whiter than milk;
their bodies more ruddy than corals,
their hair like lapis lazuli.
8 Now their appearance is darker than soot;
they are not recognized in the streets.
Their skin has shriveled on their bones;
it is dried up, like tree bark.
9 Those who died by the sword are better off
than those who die of hunger,
those who waste away,
struck down from lack of food.