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The precious sons of Zion
    weighed against fine gold,
how they are thought of as earthen vessels of clay,
    the work of the potter’s hands.
Even the jackal bears the beast
    and nurses their cubs;
but the daughter of my people has become ruthless,
    like ostriches in the wilderness.
The tongue of the nursling cleaves
    to its palate in thirst.
Children beg for food,
    no one lays it out before them.[a]

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 4:4 Literally “nothing spreads to them”

How the precious children of Zion,(A)
    once worth their weight in gold,
are now considered as pots of clay,
    the work of a potter’s hands!

Even jackals offer their breasts
    to nurse their young,
but my people have become heartless
    like ostriches in the desert.(B)

Because of thirst(C) the infant’s tongue
    sticks to the roof of its mouth;(D)
the children beg for bread,
    but no one gives it to them.(E)

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