1 The purest gold is ruinedand has lost its shine;jewels from the templelie scattered in the streets.
2 These are Zion's people,worth more than purest gold;yet they are counted worthlesslike dishes of clay.
3 Even jackals nurse their young,but my people are like ostrichesthat abandon their own.
4 Babies are so thirstythat their tongues are stuckto the roof of the mouth.Children go begging for food,but no one gives them any.
5 All who ate expensive foodslie starving in the streets;those who grew up in luxurynow sit on rubbish heaps.