Her [a]consecrated ones were (A)purer than snow,
They were whiter than milk;
They were more ruddy in [b]body than corals,
Their polishing was like [c](B)lapis lazuli.
Their appearance is (C)blacker than soot,
They are not recognized in the streets;
Their (D)skin is shriveled on their bones,
It is withered, it has become like wood.
Better are those [d](E)slain with the sword
Than those [e]slain with hunger;
For they [f](F)pine away, being stricken
For lack of the fruits of [g]the field.

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Footnotes

  1. Lamentations 4:7 Or Nazirites
  2. Lamentations 4:7 Lit bones
  3. Lamentations 4:7 Heb sappir
  4. Lamentations 4:9 Lit pierced
  5. Lamentations 4:9 Lit pierced
  6. Lamentations 4:9 Lit flow away
  7. Lamentations 4:9 Lit my fields