Lamentations 4 March 22

1 Oh, oh, oh …

How gold is treated like dirt,

the finest gold thrown out with the garbage,

Priceless jewels scattered all over,

jewels loose in the gutters.

2 And the people of Zion, once prized,

far surpassing their weight in gold,

Are now treated like cheap pottery,

like everyday pots and bowls mass-produced by a potter.

3 Even wild jackals nurture their babies,

give them their breasts to suckle.

But my people have turned cruel to their babies,

like an ostrich in the wilderness.

4 Babies have nothing to drink.

Their tongues stick to the roofs of their mouths.

Little children ask for bread

but no one gives them so much as a crust.