Lamentations 4:1-5 ▼

1 How the gold has become tarnished, the fine gold become dull! The stones of the temple lie scattered at the head of every street.

2 Zion’s precious children — once worth their weight in pure gold — how they are regarded as clay jars, the work of a potter’s hands!

3 Even jackals offer their breasts to nurse their young, but my dear people have become cruel like ostriches in the wilderness.

4 The nursing baby’s tongue clings to the roof of his mouth from thirst. Infants beg for food, but no one gives them any.

5 Those who used to eat delicacies are destitute in the streets; those who were reared in purple garments huddle in trash heaps.