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The guilt of the daughter of my people was greater than the sin of Sodom,
    which was overthrown in a moment, though no hands turned against her.
Her consecrated ones[a] were brighter than snow. They were whiter than milk.
    Their bones were redder than rubies; their facets shined like sapphires.
Now their faces have become the darkest black. They cannot be recognized in the streets.
    Their skin has shriveled on their bones. It is as dry as a stick of wood.

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  1. Lamentations 4:7 Or Nazirites