1. How 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. The precious sons of Zion, comparable to fine gold, How are they esteemed as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter!
3. Even the jackals draw out the breast, they nurse their young ones: But the daughter of my people has become cruel, like the ostriches in the wilderness.
4. The tongue of the nursing child clings to the roof of his mouth for thirst: The young children ask bread, and no man breaks it to them.
5. Those who fed delicately are desolate in the streets: Those who were brought up in scarlet embrace dunghills.