The Lamentations

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The Lamentations 4

The Punishment of Zion

"How the gold has grown dim,how the pure gold is changed!The holy stones lie scatteredat the head of every street."
"The precious sons of Zion,worth their weight in fine gold,how they are reckoned as earthen pots,the work of a potter's hands!"
"Even the jackals give the breastand suckle their young,but the daughter of my people has become cruel,like the ostriches in the wilderness."

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