Lamentations 4:4-10 The tongue of the suckling cleaveth to its palate by reason of thirst: babes ask for bread, there is not one to break it for them.

Leeser⁽ⁱ⁾ ⁴ The tongue of the suckling cleaveth to its palate by reason of thirst: babes ask for bread, there is not one to break it for them. ⁵ Those that used to eat dainty food are desolate in the streets: they that were reared up on scarlet now embrace dunghills. ⁶ For greater is the iniquity of the daughter of my people than the sin of Sodom, that was overthrown as it were in a moment, and no human hands were laid on her. ⁷ Her crowned princes were purer than snow, they were whiter than milk, they were more brilliant in body than pearls, more than the sapphire, their countenance: ⁸ Darker than black is now their visage; they are not to be recognized in the streets: their skin is shriveled fast upon their bones; it is dry, it is become like wood. ⁹ Happier are those slain by the sword than those slain by hunger; for those poured forth their blood, being pierced through,—these perished without the fruits of the field. ¹⁰ The hands of merciful women cooked their own children: they became food unto them in the downfall of the daughter of my people.