Those who used to eat delicacies are destitute in the streets; those who were reared in purple garments huddle in garbage heaps.

素来吃美好食物的，现今在街上变为孤寒；素来卧朱红褥子的，现今躺卧粪堆。

素来吃美好食物的，如今遭遗弃在街上；素来穿着朱红衣裳长大的，如今却拥抱粪堆。

素来吃美好食物的，如今遭遗弃在街上；素来穿着朱红衣裳长大的，如今却拥抱粪堆。

昔日锦衣玉食、生活奢侈的，如今却流落街头，躺卧在粪堆中。

那些从前吃美食的，现今都在街上孤单凄凉；那些从前在豪奢生活中长大的，现今却在垃圾堆中打滚。

素來吃美好食物的，現今在街上變為孤寒；素來臥朱紅褥子的，現今躺臥糞堆。

素來吃美好食物的，如今遭遺棄在街上；素來穿着朱紅衣裳長大的，如今卻擁抱糞堆。

素來吃美好食物的，如今遭遺棄在街上；素來穿着朱紅衣裳長大的，如今卻擁抱糞堆。

昔日錦衣玉食、生活奢侈的，如今卻流落街頭，躺臥在糞堆中。

那些從前吃美食的，現今都在街上孤單淒涼；那些從前在豪奢生活中長大的，現今卻在垃圾堆中打滾。

那素來喫爽口物的、如今在街上淒涼涼；那素來在朱紅褥子養大的、如今抱着糞堆睡。

素食珍饈者、今伶仃於街衢兮、素寢朱褥者、今偃臥於糞壤兮、

素飫肥甘者、今亡於逵衢兮、昔衣絳袍、為人提抱者、今偃於糞壤兮。

素食肥甘者、今亡於逵衢、昔臥朱褥者、今偃於糞壤、

Those who once ate delicacies are destitute in the streets. Those brought up in royal purple now lie on ash heaps.

Those who once ate fine food are dying in the streets. Those who wore royal clothes are now lying on piles of trash.

Those who once feasted on delicacies perish in the streets; those who were brought up in purple embrace ash heaps.

The people who once ate the richest foods now beg in the streets for anything they can get. Those who once wore the finest clothes now search the garbage dumps for food.

Those who used to eat delicacies are destitute in the streets; those who were reared in purple garments huddle in trash heaps.

Those who used to eat delicacies Are made to tremble in the streets; Those who were raised in crimson clothing Embrace garbage heaps.

Those who ate delicacies Are desolate in the streets; Those who were brought up in scarlet Embrace ash heaps.

They that did feed delicately are desolate in the streets: They that were brought up in scarlet embrace dunghills.

They that did feed delicately are desolate in the streets: they that were brought up in scarlet embrace dunghills.

Those who once feasted on delicacies are now starving to death in the streets. Those who grew up wearing expensive clothes are now dying amid garbage.ו( Vav)

Those who ate delicacies are desolate in the streets. Those who were brought up in purple embrace dunghills.

You dismiss any thought of the evil day and bring in a reign of violence.They lie on beds inlaid with ivory, sprawled out on their couches, and dine on lambs from the flock and calves from the stall.They improvise songs to the sound of the harp and invent their own musical instruments like David.They drink wine by the bowlful and anoint themselves with the finest oils but do not grieve over the ruin of Joseph.Therefore, they will now go into exile as the first of the captives, and the feasting of those who sprawl out will come to an end.

“ There was a rich man who would dress in purple and fine linen, feasting lavishly every day.

He longed to eat his fill from the carob pods the pigs were eating, but no one would give him any.

The most sensitive and refined man among you will look grudgingly at his brother, the wife he embraces, and the rest of his children,refusing to share with any of them his children’s flesh that he will eat because he has nothing left during the siege and hardship your enemy imposes on you in all your towns.The most sensitive and refined woman among you, who would not venture to set the sole of her foot on the ground because of her refinement and sensitivity, will begrudge the husband she embraces, her son, and her daughter,

Therefore a curse has consumed the earth, and its inhabitants have become guilty; the earth’s inhabitants have been burned, and only a few survive.The new wine mourns; the vine withers. All the carousers now groan.The joyful tambourines have ceased. The noise of the jubilant has stopped. The joyful lyre has ceased.They no longer sing and drink wine; beer is bitter to those who drink it.The city of chaos is shattered; every house is closed to entry.In the streets they cry for wine. All joy grows dark; earth’s rejoicing goes into exile.Only desolation remains in the city; its gate has collapsed in ruins.

As much as she glorified herself and lived luxuriously, give her that much torment and grief, for she says in her heart,“ I sit as a queen; I am not a widow, and I will never see grief.”For this reason her plagues will come in one day— death and grief and famine. She will be burned up with fire, because the Lord God who judges her is mighty.The kings of the earth who have committed sexual immorality and lived luxuriously with her will weep and mourn over her when they see the smoke of her burning.

What then did you go out to see? A man dressed in soft robes? Look, those who are splendidly dressed and live in luxury are in royal palaces.

Daughters of Israel, weep for Saul, who clothed you in scarlet, with luxurious things, who decked your garments with gold ornaments.

She is not afraid for her household when it snows, for all in her household are doubly clothed.

however, she who is self-indulgent is dead even while she lives.

for Death has climbed through our windows; it has entered our fortresses, cutting off children from the streets, young men from the squares.Speak as follows: This is what the Lord says: Human corpses will fall like manure on the surface of the field, like newly cut grain after the reaper with no one to gather it.

The Lord also says: Because the daughters of Zion are haughty, walking with heads held high and seductive eyes, going along with prancing steps, jingling their ankle bracelets,the Lord will put scabs on the heads of the daughters of Zion, and the Lord will shave their foreheads bare.On that day the Lord will strip their finery: ankle bracelets, headbands, crescents,pendants, bracelets, veils,headdresses, ankle jewelry, sashes, perfume bottles, amulets,signet rings, nose rings,festive robes, capes, cloaks, purses,garments, linen clothes, turbans, and veils.Instead of perfume there will be a stench; instead of a belt, a rope; instead of beautifully styled hair, baldness; instead of fine clothes, sackcloth; instead of beauty, branding.Your men will fall by the sword, your warriors in battle.Then her gates will lament and mourn; deserted, she will sit on the ground.

Stand up, you complacent women; listen to me. Pay attention to what I say, you overconfident daughters.In a little more than a year you overconfident ones will shudder, for the vintage will fail and the harvest will not come.Shudder, you complacent ones; tremble, you overconfident ones! Strip yourselves bare and put sackcloth around your waists.Beat your breasts in mourning for the delightful fields and the fruitful vines,for the ground of my people growing thorns and briers, indeed, for every joyous house in the joyful city.For the palace will be forsaken, the busy city abandoned. The hill and the watchtower will become barren places forever, the joy of wild donkeys, and a pasture for flocks,

Though she is beautiful and delicate, I will destroy Daughter Zion.Shepherds and their flocks will come against her; they will pitch their tents all around her. Each will pasture his own portion.

Drenched by mountain rains, they huddle against the rocks, shelterless.