11. My eyes are spent with weeping; my stomach churns; my bile is poured out to the ground because of the destruction of the daughter of my people, because infants and babies faintin the streets of the city.
12. They cry to their mothers, “Where is bread and wine?” as they faint like a wounded manin the streets of the city,as their life is poured outon their mothers’ bosom.
13. What can I say for you, to what compare you,O daughter of Jerusalem? What can I liken to you, that I may comfort you,O virgin daughter of Zion? For your ruin is vast as the sea;who can heal you?
14. Your prophets have seen for youfalse and deceptive visions; they have not exposed your iniquityto restore your fortunes, but have seen for you oraclesthat are false and misleading.