The Lamentations of Jeremiah - Ferrar Fenton Bible Translation page 879

4--5 LAMENTATIONS OF ]EREMIAH.

5--5

T hose who fed upon dainties, are starved in tha streets; Those who were wrapped in purple, now lie upon duughil1s,— For the woe of my People is greater than Sod0m's, That perished at once, with no torture upon her! Suuza 3. Bright as snow were her Naza.rites,·-—whiter than milk! Red as coral their faces, as polished as sapphires; Now their form is black dark¤ess,—·-not known in the streets,-· Their skin cleaves to their bones, it is dry as a stick! The slain by the sword, excel those slain by hunger; Who waste, stabbed bywvant of the fruits of the field! The hands of kind mothers are boiling their children, They are their only food in the wreck of my Race! The Loan works His fury, pours out His fierce anger,- Lights a fare in Zion that burns her foundations! S·rArzzA 4. The Kings of earth thought not, nor all the world’s people, That her fierce foes could enter`]erusa.lem's Gates; For the sins of her Preachers, the crimes of her Priesthood, Who shed in her centre the blood of the Righteous, Who with their eyes torn out, reel blood·spla.shed in her streets, That no one is able to touch to their clothing. Go! Unclean! Go !—-——Go l—D0 not touch us! ' ‘ They shall not stay here! Srauza 5. X0 II I2

The LORD turns from their part, He will no more regard them. 6 Accepts not their Priests, and respects not their elders. Our eyes failed with watching for those who could help us, And we trusted a Nation who never could save! ;8 They step on our footmarks when walking our pathways! Our end comes l-—the time fills !—-—Our harvest is with us! Our hunters are swifter than sky·ilyiug Eagles; On the mountains they pounce, in the Desert they wait! Took from the LORD'S Chosen the breath and the life, In whose shade, we had said, we can rest from the heathen! Srzmza 6. 2; I am glad, O Bath-Edem, you traitor of Autzland, Next to you the cup goes ;·—-you will drink and will stagger! Your woe ends, Bath-Zion,—-no more to be captured ;— 22 Your grief comes, Edom's Daughter ;-your sins are exposed! LAMENT 6. Jl Qin: fer Quint!). Srmza r. Think, Loan, about what has come on us, Attend, and regard our reproach ! Our lands are transferred to the stranger, To the foreign our houses belong l We are become fatherless orphans, And widows our mothers are now ! We drink our own water for money, Our own fuel comes to us for price. Upon our necks are our hunters; We are wearied, and may not have rest ! 879