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LAM 4:1–4:22 ©

Lamentations 4

4Alas! How bedimmed is the gold,

The most pure gold.

The jewels, so sacred, lie scattered

At every street corner.

2The children of Zion, the precious,

Whose worth is as gold,

Count, alas! but as earthenware pitchers,

The work of the potter.

3Even the monsters give breast

And they suckle their young;

But the daughters of my people are cruel

As ostriches wild.

4The tongue of the sucking child cleaves

To his palate for thirst.

The children are craving for bread;

There is none to dispose it.

5Those that had feasted on dainties

Now waste on the streets.

Those that were nurtured in scarlet

Lie huddled on ash-heaps.

6The guilt of my people surpassed

The transgressions of Sodom,

Whose overthrow came in a flash

Ere a hand could be wrung.

7Her princes were purer than snow,

They were whiter than milk,

With a skin more ruddy than coral

And veins like the sapphire.

8Now blacker than darkness their form–

On the streets no one knows them:

Their skin is drawn tight on their bones;

It is dry as a stick.

9Better they that are slain with the sword

Than that perish with hunger,

Pinning away for the lack

Of the fruits of the field.

10The hands of compassionate women

Have sodden their children.

Yea, these have served them for food

In the wreck of my people.

11The Lord hath accomplised His wrath,

Hath poured out His hot anger,

And kindled in Zion a fire

Which devoured her foundations.

12No kings of the earth had believed,

And no folk in the world,

That assailant or foeman could enter

The gates of Jerusalem.

13It was all for the sins of her prophets,

The crimes of her priests,

Who have shed in the midst of the city

The blood of the righteous.

14With the blood-stains upon them they reel

Like the blind through the streets,

And they touch with their robes those whom erstwhile

They could not endure.

15"Away, ye unclean!" – men adjure them–

"Away, touch us not!"

So they stagger and wander around

With no resting for ever.

16Jehovah Himself hath dispersed them–

He careth no more.

For the priest Ha hath shown no regard,

For the prophets no pity.

17How long did our weary eyes watch

For the help that was vain!

Yea, on our watch-tower we watched

For the nation that saved not.

18They hunted our steps, that we dared not

Appear in out streets.

Our days were cut short and completed;

Our end was now come.

19Swifter were they that pursued us

Than eagles of heaven.

Over the mountains they chased us;

They ambushed the desert.

20The breath of our life, God’s anointed,

Was trapped in their toils–

He of whom we had said, "’Neath his shade

We shall live as a nation."

21Be glad and rejoice in thy home-land,

O daughter of Edom.

To thee, too, the cup shall come round;

Thou’lt be drunken and naked.

22O Zion, thy guilt is now blotted:

Of exile no more!

But thy guilt He shall visit, O Edom;

Thy sins are laid bare.

Jerusalem’s Sorrow and Prayer for Deliverance

LAM 4:1–4:22 ©

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