Lamentations 2:11-13

International Children’s Bible

¹¹ My eyes are weak from crying.
    I am troubled.
I feel as if I have been poured out on the ground
    because my people have been destroyed.
Children and babies are fainting
    in the streets of the city.

¹² They say to their mothers,
    “Where is some bread and wine?”
They faint like wounded soldiers
    in the streets of the city.
    They die in their mothers’ arms.

¹³ What can I say about you, Jerusalem?
    What can I compare you to?
What can I say you are like?
    How can I comfort you, Jerusalem?
Your ruin is as big as the sea.
    No one can heal you.