LEB(i)
7 Her princes were purer than snow, they were whiter than milk; their bodies were more ruddy than rubies, sapphire their appearance.
8 Now their appearance is blacker than soot, they are not recognized in the streets; their skin has shriveled on their bones, it has become dry like wood.
9 Happier were the victims of the sword than the victims of famine; they have pined away, very hungry for the crops of my field.