Lamentations 4:3-10

Thomson(i) 3 Surely jackals drew out the breasts; their whelps suckled the daughters of my people, to make them unnatural as the ostrich in the desert. 4 The tongue of a sucking babe cleaved to the roof of its mouth for thirst: infants asked for bread, there is none who breaketh it for them. 5 They who had fed upon dainties perished in the highways; they who had been nursed in scarlet were covered with dung. 6 The transgression of the daughter of my people was greater than that of Sodom which was overthrown suddenly, without tiring hands with it. 7 Her Nazarites were purer than snow; they were whiter than milk. They were more ruddy than a sapphire. Behold their change! 8 Their visage became blacker than soot. They are not distinguished in the streets. Their skin is shrivelled to their bones. They are withered. They are become like a stick. 9 The victims of the sword are more beautiful than those slain by famine. These stalked about pierced through for want of the fruits of the field. 10 The hands of tender hearted women boiled their own children; these were food for them in the extreme distress of the daughter of my people.