Lamentations 4:1-4
New American Standard Bible
Chapter 4
1How dark the gold has become, How the pure gold has changed! The sacred stones are spilled out At the corner of every street. 2The precious sons of Zion, Weighed against pure gold, How they are regarded as earthenware jars, The work of a potter’s hands! 3Even jackals offer the breast, They nurse their young; But the daughter of my people has proved herself cruel, Like ostriches in the wilderness. 4The tongue of the infant clings To the roof of its mouth because of thirst; The children ask for bread, But no one breaks it for them.King James Version
Chapter 4
1How is the gold become dim! how is the most fine gold changed! the stones of the sanctuary are poured out in the top of every street. 2The precious sons of Zion, comparable to fine gold, how are they esteemed as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter! 3Even the sea monsters draw out the breast, they give suck to their young ones: the daughter of my people is become cruel, like the ostriches in the wilderness. 4The tongue of the sucking child cleaveth to the roof of his mouth for thirst: the young children ask bread, and no man breaketh it unto them.Christian Standard Bible
Chapter 4
1How the gold has become tarnished, the fine gold become dull! The stones of the temple lie scattered at the head of every street. 2Zion’s precious children— once worth their weight in pure gold — how they are regarded as clay jars, the work of a potter’s hands! 3Even jackals offer their breasts to nurse their young, but my dear people have become cruel like ostriches in the wilderness. 4The nursing baby’s tongue clings to the roof of his mouth from thirst. Infants beg for food, but no one gives them any.New Living Translation
English Standard Version
Chapter 4
1 How the gold has grown dim, how the pure gold is changed! The holy stones lie scattered at the head of every street. 2The precious sons of Zion, worth their weight in fine gold, how they are regarded as earthen pots, the work of a potter 's hands! 3Even jackals offer the breast; they nurse their young; but the daughter of my people has become cruel, like the ostriches in the wilderness. 4The tongue of the nursing infant sticks to the roof of its mouth for thirst; the children beg for food, but no one gives to them.New International Version
New King James Version