Lamentations 2:11-13

Evangelical Heritage Version

¹¹ My eyes are worn out with tears. I am troubled in my heart.
    I am emotionally drained^[a] over the breaking of the daughter of my people,
    while children and infants grow weak in the public squares of the city.
¹² They ask their mothers, “Where are the grain and wine?”
    while they faint in the public squares of the city, like someone wounded,
    while they take their last breath in their mothers’ laps.
¹³ What testimony can I give on your behalf?
    What can I compare to you, daughter of Jerusalem?
    What can I place next to you, so that I may comfort you, virgin daughter of Zion?
    Your wound is as wide as the sea. Who can heal you?