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How the gold has become tarnished,the pure gold has become dull!The gems of the temple lie scatteredon every street corner.How the precious sons of Zion,once worth their weight in pure gold,are now esteemed as jars of clay,the work of a potter’s hands!Even jackals offer their breaststo nurse their young,but the daughter of my people has become cruel,like an ostrich in the wilderness.The nursing infant’s tongueclings in thirst to the roof of his mouth.Little children beg for bread,but no one gives them any.Those who once ate delicaciesare destitute in the streets;those brought up in crimsonhuddle in ash heaps.The punishment of the daughter of my peopleis greater than that of Sodom,which was overthrown in an instantwithout a hand turned to help her.Her dignitaries were brighter than snow,whiter than milk;their bodies were more ruddy than rubies,their appearance like sapphires.But now their appearance is blacker than soot;they are not recognized in the streets.Their skin has shriveled on their bones;it has become as dry as a stick.Those slain by the sword are better offthan those who die of hunger,who waste away, pierced with painbecause the fields lack produce.The hands of compassionate womenhave cooked their own children,who became their foodin the destruction of the daughter of my people.The LORD has exhausted His wrath;He has poured out His fierce anger;He has kindled a fire in Zion,and it has consumed her foundations.The kings of the earth did not believe,nor any people of the world,that an enemy or a foecould enter the gates of Jerusalem.But this was for the sins of her prophetsand the guilt of her priests,who shed the blood of the righteousin her midst.They wandered blind in the streets,defiled by this blood,so that no one daredto touch their garments.“Go away! Unclean!”men shouted at them.“Away, away! Do not touch us!”So they fled and wandered.Among the nations it was said,“They can stay here no longer.”The presence of the LORD has scattered them;He regards them no more.The priests are shown no honor;the elders find no favor.All the while our eyes were failingas we looked in vain for help.We watched from our towersfor a nation that could not save us.They stalked our every step,so that we could not walk in our streets.Our end drew near, our time ran out,for our end had come!Those who chased us were swifterthan the eagles in the sky;they pursued us over the mountainsand ambushed us in the wilderness.The LORD’s anointed, the breath of our life,was captured in their pits.We had said of him,“Under his shadow we will live among the nations.”So rejoice and be glad, O Daughter of Edom,you who dwell in the land of Uz.Yet the cup will pass to you as well;you will get drunk and expose yourself.O Daughter of Zion, your punishment is complete;He will not prolong your exile.But He will punish your iniquity, O Daughter of Edom;He will expose your sins.