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1 How the gold has become dim. How the most pure gold has changed. The stones of the sanctuary are poured out at the head of every street. 2 The precious sons of Zion, comparable to fine gold, How they are regarded as clay jars, the work of the hands of the potter. 3 Even the jackals offer the breast, they nurse their young ones, but the daughter of my people has become cruel, like the ostriches in the wilderness. 4 The nursing infant's tongue sticks to the roof of his mouth for thirst. The young children ask for bread, but no one gives to them. Lamentations 4:1-4, New Heart English Bible. Public domain.
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