UNROLL
Dusk in a burned lane of ruined Jerusalem: a fine crimson wool cloak with a woven border lies in a gray ash heap against a scorched stone wall.

The gold grown dim

Lamentations 4

Have you ever watched something precious lose its shine?

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Where we are

  1. 1The lonely cityZion weeps, and no one comforts her
  2. 2The Lord’s angerWalls, altar and gates thrown down
  3. 3New every morningThe afflicted man finds hope in the LORD
  4. 4The gold grown dimSiege and famine, the king taken, Edom warnedChapter 4
  5. 5Restore us, O LORDThe people’s prayer from the ruins

The Distress of Zion

The poet

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The poet

Even jackals offer their breasts

to nurse their young,

but the daughter of my people has become cruel,

like an ostrich in the wilderness.

The nursing infant’s tongue

clings in thirst to the roof of his mouth.

Little children beg for bread,

but no one gives them any.

The poet

Those who once ate delicacies

are destitute in the streets;

those brought up in crimson

huddle in ash heaps.

The poet
The poet

The punishment of the daughter of my people

is greater than that of Sodom,

which was overthrown in an instant

without a hand turned to help her.

The poet

Her dignitaries were brighter than snow,

whiter than milk;

their bodies were more ruddy than rubies,

their appearance like sapphires.

But now their appearance is blacker than soot;

they are not recognized in the streets.

Their skin has shriveled on their bones;

it has become as dry as a stick.

The poet

Those slain by the sword are better off

than those who die of hunger,

who waste away, pierced with pain

because the fields lack produce.

The hands of compassionate women

have cooked their own children,

who became their food

in the destruction of the daughter of my people.

The poet
Gray dawn on the temple height of ruined Jerusalem: blackened foundation courses of great cut stones, charred split cedar beams fallen across them, ash drifting.

The LORD has exhausted His wrath;

He has poured out His fierce anger;

He has kindled a fire in Zion,

and it has consumed her foundations.

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Narrated by Bob Souer · BSB audio, public domain

The poet
The poet

The kings of the earth did not believe,

nor any people of the world,

that an enemy or a foe

could enter the gates of Jerusalem.

The poet

But this was for the sins of her prophets

and the guilt of her priests,

who shed the blood of the righteous

in her midst.

They wandered blind in the streets,

defiled by this blood,

so that no one dared

to touch their garments.

The poet

“Go away! Unclean!” men shouted at them. “Away, away! Do not touch us!” So they fled and wandered. Among the nations it was said, “They can stay here no longer.”

The poet

The presence of the LORD has scattered them;

He regards them no more.

The priests are shown no honor;

the elders find no favor.

Question

Quick question

Look again at verse 12 before you answer.

What did the kings of the earth not believe could happen?

The people of Judah
The people of Judah

All the while our eyes were failing

as we looked in vain for help.

We watched from our towers

for a nation that could not save us.

The people of Judah

They stalked our every step,

so that we could not walk in our streets.

Our end drew near, our time ran out,

for our end had come!

The people of Judah
The people of Judah

Those who chased us were swifter

than the eagles in the sky;

they pursued us over the mountains

and ambushed us in the wilderness.

The people of Judah

The LORD’s anointed, the breath of our life,

was captured in their pits.

We had said of him,

“Under his shadow we will live among the nations.”

JerusalemJerichoRiblahBabylon

Stylised map · locations approximate

On the map

The king’s flight

The king fled by night toward the Jordan, was caught on the plains of Jericho, judged at Riblah and taken to Babylon.

The poet

So rejoice and be glad, O Daughter of Edom,

you who dwell in the land of Uz.

Yet the cup will pass to you as well;

you will get drunk and expose yourself.

The poet

O Daughter of Zion, your punishment is complete;

He will not prolong your exile.

Lamentations 4:22

The poet

But He will punish your iniquity, O Daughter of Edom;

He will expose your sins.

Pray

Pray

Lord, the gold grew dim and the city fell, and at last You said the punishment was complete. Thank You that in Christ the punishment for my sin is finished. Let me never trust walls or kings in place of You.

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Lamentations 4

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O Daughter of Zion, your punishment is complete; He will not prolong your exile.

Lamentations 4:22

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