Lamentations 4:4-10

4The 1tongue of the infant clings To the roof of its mouth because of 2thirst; The children 3ask for bread, But no one breaks it for them.5Those who used to eat 4delicacies Are made to tremble in the streets; Those who were raised in crimson clothing Embrace garbage heaps.6For the 5wrongdoing of the daughter of my people Is greater than the 67sin of Sodom, Which was 8overthrown as in a moment, 9And no hands were turned toward her.7Her 10consecrated ones were 11purer than snow, They shined more than milk; They were more ruddy in 12body than pearls of coral, Their form was like 1314lapis lazuli.8Their appearance is 15darker than soot, They are not recognized in the streets; Their 16skin is shriveled on their bones, It is dry, it has become like wood.9Better off are those 17killed by the sword Than those killed by hunger; For they 1819waste away, 20stricken By the lack of the produce of the field.10The hands of compassionate women 21Boiled their own children; They became 22food for them Due to the destruction of the daughter of my people.