Lamentations 4:6-8

The Voice

⁶ Forever, without relief, it seems my city will suffer
    more for their wrongdoing than cruel Sodom did;
With their instant and violent overthrow,
    no one wrung hands in despair for that city.

⁷ Eternal One: Glory comes in service for those consecrated to Me;
        they are purer and cleaner than snow and whiter than milk
    Their bodies chiseled and healthy,
        as polished as sapphires and redder than coral.

⁸     How stark the contrast; they have suffered so.
        Now they are sullied with grime,
    Unrecognizable on the streets,
        skeletal and frail, as dry as tender.