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Lamentations 4:3-12

3Even the jackals draw out the breast, they give suck to their young ones:The daughter of my people is become cruel, like the ostriches in the wilderness.4The tongue of the sucking child cleaveth to the roof of his mouth for thirst:The young children ask bread, and no man breaketh it unto them.5They that did feed delicately are desolate in the streets:They that were brought up in scarlet embrace dunghills.6For the iniquity of the daughter of my people is greater than the sin of Sodom,That was overthrown as in a moment, and no hands were laid upon her.7Her nobles were purer than snow, they were whiter than milk;They were more ruddy in body than rubies, their polishing was as of sapphire.8Their visage is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets:Their skin cleaveth to their bones; it is withered, it is become like a stick.9They that are slain with the sword are better than they that are slain with hunger;For these pine away, stricken through, for want of the fruits of the field.10The hands of the pitiful women have boiled their own children;They were their food in the destruction of the daughter of my people.11Jehovah hath accomplished his wrath, he hath poured out his fierce anger;And he hath kindled a fire in Zion, which hath devoured the foundations thereof.12The kings of the earth believed not, neither all the inhabitants of the world,That the adversary and the enemy would enter into the gates of Jerusalem.

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