6. The guilt of my peopleis greater than that of Sodom,where utter disaster struck in a momentand no hand offered help.
7. Our princes once glowed with health—brighter than snow, whiter than milk.Their faces were as ruddy as rubies,their appearance like fine jewels.
8. But now their faces are blacker than soot.No one recognizes them in the streets.Their skin sticks to their bones;it is as dry and hard as wood.
9. Those killed by the sword are better offthan those who die of hunger.Starving, they waste awayfor lack of food from the fields.
10. Tenderhearted womenhave cooked their own children.They have eaten themto survive the siege.