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|Lamentaciones 4:1|
[This chapter is an acrostic poem, the verses of which begin with the successive letters of the Hebrew alphabet.] How the gold has lost its lustre, the fine gold become dull! The sacred gems are scattered at the head of every street.
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2
|Lamentaciones 4:2|
How the precious sons of Zion, once worth their weight in gold, are now considered as pots of clay, the work of a potter’s hands!
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3
|Lamentaciones 4:3|
Even jackals offer their breasts to nurse their young, but my people have become heartless like ostriches in the desert.
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4
|Lamentaciones 4:4|
Because of thirst the infant’s tongue sticks to the roof of its mouth; the children beg for bread, but no-one gives it to them.
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5
|Lamentaciones 4:5|
Those who once ate delicacies are destitute in the streets. Those nurtured in purple now lie on ash heaps.
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6
|Lamentaciones 4:6|
The punishment of my people is greater than that of Sodom, which was overthrown in a moment without a hand turned to help her.
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7
|Lamentaciones 4:7|
Their princes were brighter than snow and whiter than milk, their bodies more ruddy than rubies, their appearance like sapphires. [Or lapis lazuli]
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8
|Lamentaciones 4:8|
But now they are blacker than soot; they are not recognised in the streets. Their skin has shrivelled on their bones; it has become as dry as a stick.
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9
|Lamentaciones 4:9|
Those killed by the sword are better off than those who die of famine; racked with hunger, they waste away for lack of food from the field.
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10
|Lamentaciones 4:10|
With their own hands compassionate women have cooked their own children, who became their food when my people were destroyed.
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