Lamentations 4:1-6

1How is the gold become dim! the most pure gold changed! the stones of the sanctuary poured out at the top of all the streets!

2The sons of Zion, so precious, comparable to fine gold, how are they esteemed as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter!

3Even the jackals offer the breast, they give suck to their young; 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, no man breaketh it unto them.

5They that fed delicately are desolate in the streets; they that were brought up in scarlet embrace dung-hills.

6And the punishment of the iniquity of the daughter of my people is greater than the reward of the sin of Sodom, which was overthrown as in a moment, and no hands were violently laid upon her.