Lamentations 4:7-9

NSB(i) 7 Her holy ones were cleaner than snow. They were whiter than milk. Their bodies were redder than corals. Their form was like the sapphire. 8 Their face is blacker than night. In the streets no one has knowledge of them. Their skin is hanging on their bones, and they are dry, they have become like wood. 9 Those killed by the sword are better off than those who died of starvation. For these die slowly and waste away from lack of food from the field.