5 Those who once ate delicaciesare destitute in the streets.Those brought up in royal purplenow lie on ash heaps.
6 The punishment of my peopleis greater than that of Sodom,which was overthrown in a momentwithout a hand turned to help her.
7 Their princes were brighter than snowand whiter than milk,their bodies more ruddy than rubies,their appearance like lapis lazuli.
8 But now they are blacker than soot;they are not recognised in the streets.Their skin has shrivelled on their bones;it has become as dry as a stick.
9 Those killed by the sword are better offthan those who die of famine;racked with hunger, they waste awayfor lack of food from the field.
10 With their own hands compassionate womenhave cooked their own children,who became their foodwhen my people were destroyed.
11 The Lord has given full vent to his wrath;he has poured out his fierce anger.He kindled a fire in Zionthat consumed her foundations.