25:003:063 Behold their sitting down, and their rising up; I am their musick.
25:003:064 Render unto them a recompence, O LORD, according to the work of their hands.
25:003:065 Give them sorrow of heart, thy curse unto them.
25:003:066 Persecute and destroy them in anger from under the heavens of the LORD.
25:004:001 How is the gold become dim! how is the most fine gold changed! the stones of the sanctuary are poured out in the top of every street.
25:004:002 The precious sons of Zion, comparable to fine gold, how are they esteemed as earthen pitchers, the work of the hands of the potter!
25:004:003 Even the sea monsters draw out the breast, they give suck to their young ones: the daughter of my people is become cruel, like the ostriches in the wilderness.
25:004:004 The tongue of the sucking child cleaveth to the roof of his mouth for thirst: the young children ask bread, and no man breaketh it unto them.
25:004:005 They that did feed delicately are desolate in the streets: they that were brought up in scarlet embrace dunghills.
25:004:006 For the punishment of the iniquity of the daughter of my people is greater than the punishment of the sin of Sodom, that was overthrown as in a moment, and no hands stayed on her.