1 Look at how the gold has lost its brightness! See how dull the fine gold has become! The sacred jewels are scattered at every street corner.
2 The priceless children of Zion were worth their weight in gold. But now they are thought of as clay pots made by the hands of a potter.
3 Even wild dogs nurse their young pups. But my people are as mean as ostriches in the desert.
4 When our babies get thirsty, their tongues stick to the roofs of their mouths. When our children beg for bread, no one gives them any.