Lamentations 2:11-13

New Catholic Bible

¹¹ My eyes are exhausted from weeping,
    and torment afflicts my innermost being.
My gall is poured out on the earth
    because of the destruction of my people,
as children and infants faint
    in the streets of the city.
¹² They keep crying out to their mothers,
    “Where is there bread and something to drink?”
as they faint like the wounded
    in the streets of the city,
and breathe their last
    in their mothers’ arms.
¹³ To what can I liken you or compare you,
    O daughter of Jerusalem?
What can I do to rescue and comfort you,
    O virgin daughter of Zion?
Your ruin is as vast as the sea.
    Who can heal you?