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But their appearance grew darker than soot; they weren’t recognized in the streets.
Their skin shriveled on their bones; it became dry like wood.

Things were better for those stabbed by the sword than for those stabbed by famine—
those who bled away, pierced, lacking food from the field.

10 The hands of loving women boiled their own children
    to become their food during the destruction of the daughter of my people.

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But now they are blacker(A) than soot;
    they are not recognized in the streets.
Their skin has shriveled on their bones;(B)
    it has become as dry as a stick.

Those killed by the sword are better off
    than those who die of famine;(C)
racked with hunger, they waste away
    for lack of food from the field.(D)

10 With their own hands compassionate women
    have cooked their own children,(E)
who became their food
    when my people were destroyed.

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