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Lamentations 4:8

Lamentations 4:8 is verse 8 of Lamentations chapter 4, shown here in the Berean Standard Bible.

Berean Standard Bible

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.

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King James Version

Their visage is blacker than a coal; they are not known in the streets: their skin cleaveth to their bones; it is withered, it is become like a stick.

World English Bible

Their appearance is blacker than a coal. They are not known in the streets. Their skin clings to their bones. It is withered. It has become like wood.

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Lamentations 4:6–10 · Berean Standard Bible

6 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.

7 Her dignitaries were brighter than snow, whiter than milk; their bodies were more ruddy than rubies, their appearance like sapphires.

8 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.

9 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.

10 The hands of compassionate women have cooked their own children, who became their food in the destruction of the daughter of my people.

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Cross-references

The Treasury of Scripture Knowledge lists these related verses. Scripture text comes from the Berean Standard Bible.

Lamentations 5:10

Our skin is as hot as an oven with fever from our hunger.

Job 30:17

Night pierces my bones, and my gnawing pains never rest.

Job 30:18

With great force He grasps my garment; He seizes me by the collar of my tunic.

Job 30:19

He throws me into the mud, and I have become like dust and ashes.

Job 30:30

My skin grows black and peels, and my bones burn with fever.

Joel 2:6

Nations writhe in horror before them; every face turns pale.

Nahum 2:10

She is emptied! Yes, she is desolate and laid waste! Hearts melt, knees knock, bodies tremble, and every face grows pale!

Lamentations 4:1

How the gold has become tarnished, the pure gold has become dull! The gems of the temple lie scattered on every street corner.

Lamentations 4:2

How the precious sons of Zion, once worth their weight in pure gold, are now esteemed as jars of clay, the work of a potter’s hands!

Ruth 1:19

So Naomi and Ruth traveled until they came to Bethlehem. When they entered Bethlehem, the whole city was stirred because of them, and the women of the city exclaimed, “Can this be Naomi?”

Ruth 1:20

“Do not call me Naomi,” she replied. “Call me Mara, because the Almighty has dealt quite bitterly with me.

Job 2:12

When they lifted up their eyes from afar, they could barely recognize Job. They began to weep aloud, and each man tore his robe and threw dust in the air over his head.

Isaiah 52:14

Just as many were appalled at Him — His appearance was disfigured beyond that of any man, and His form was marred beyond human likeness—

Job 19:20

My skin and flesh cling to my bones; I have escaped by the skin of my teeth.

Job 33:21

His flesh wastes away from sight, and his hidden bones protrude.

Psalms 32:4

For day and night Your hand was heavy upon me; my strength was drained as in the summer heat. Selah

Psalms 38:3

There is no soundness in my body because of Your anger; there is no rest in my bones because of my sin.

Psalms 102:3

For my days vanish like smoke, and my bones burn like glowing embers.

Psalms 102:4

My heart is afflicted, and withered like grass; I even forget to eat my bread.

Psalms 102:5

Through my loud groaning my flesh clings to my bones.

Psalms 102:11

My days are like lengthening shadows, and I wither away like grass.

Psalms 119:83

Though I am like a wineskin dried up by smoke, I do not forget Your statutes.

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