18. My sorrow is above sorrow, my heart mourneth within me.
19. Behold the voice of the daughter my people from a far country: Is not the Lord in Sion, or is not her king in her? why then have they provoked me to wrath with their idols, and strange vanities?
20. The harvest is passed, the summer is ended, and we are not saved.
21. For the affliction of the daughter of my people I am afflicted, and made sorrowful, astonishment hath taken hold on me.
22. Is there no balm in Galaad? or is no physician there? Why then is not the wound of the daughter of my people closed?