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The tongue of the infant clings To the roof of its mouth for thirst; The young children ask for bread, But no one breaks it for them.
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Those who ate delicacies Are desolate in the streets; Those who were brought up in scarlet Embrace ash heaps.
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The punishment of the iniquity of the daughter of my people Is greater than the punishment of the sin of Sodom, Which was overthrown in a moment, With no hand to help her!
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Her Nazirites were brighter than snow And whiter than milk; They were more ruddy in body than rubies, Like sapphire in their appearance.
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Now their appearance is blacker than soot; They go unrecognized in the streets; Their skin clings to their bones, It has become as dry as wood.
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Those slain by the sword are better off Than those who die of hunger; For these pine away, Stricken for lack of the fruits of the field.
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The hands of the compassionate women Have cooked their own children; They became food for them In the destruction of the daughter of my people.
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The Lord has fulfilled His fury, He has poured out His fierce anger. He kindled a fire in Zion, And it has devoured its foundations.
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The kings of the earth, And all inhabitants of the world, Would not have believed That the adversary and the enemy Could enter the gates of Jerusalem--
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Because of the sins of her prophets And the iniquities of her priests, Who shed in her midst The blood of the just.
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They wandered blind in the streets; They have defiled themselves with blood, So that no one would touch their garments.