Can you guess this biblical woman?
Who am I?
I used to swish, mince, and dance as I walked. I was beautiful.
But God took away my:
- tinkling ankle bracelets
- round ornaments
- chain necklaces and bracelets
- head ornaments, earrings
- nose jewels
- beautiful apparel
- hooded capes
I was ruined.
Instead of sweet perfumes, I no longer smelled good.
Instead of a beautiful sash, I wore a torn one.
Even my gorgeous, stylish hair fell out.
There was burning instead of beauty.
I ended up sitting on the ground instead of flaunting myself.
I am an allegory, but I represent reality.
Who am I? What happened to me? Why?