11. My eyes are worn out from weeping; I am churning within.My heart is poured out in grief because of the destruction of my dear people, because children and infants faintin the streets of the city.
12. They cry out to their mothers:Where is the grain and wine? as they faint like the woundedin the streets of the city,as their lives fade awayin the arms of their mothers.
13. What can I say on your behalf?What can I compare you to, Daughter Jerusalem?What can I liken you to,so that I may console you, Virgin Daughter Zion?For your ruin is as vast as the sea.Who can heal you?
14. Your prophets saw visions for youthat were empty and deceptive; they did not reveal your guiltand so restore your fortunes. They saw oracles for youthat were empty and misleading.
15. All who pass byscornfully clap their hands at you.They mock and shake their heads at Daughter Jerusalem:Is this the city that was calledthe perfection of beauty, the joy of the whole earth?