Lamentations 4:2

Lamentations 4:2 in other translations

Lamentations 4:2 in context

1. 1How the gold has become dim!
   The most pure gold has changed!
   The stones of the sanctuary are poured out
   at the head of every street.
2. 2The precious sons of Zion,
   comparable to fine gold,
   how they are esteemed as earthen pitchers,
   the work of the hands of the potter!
3. 3Even the jackals offer their breast.
   They nurse their young ones.
   But the daughter of my people has become cruel,
   like the ostriches in the wilderness.
4. 4The tongue of the nursing child clings to the roof of his mouth for thirst.
   The young children ask bread,
   and no one breaks it for them.