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12 They ask their mothers,
    “Where is the grain and wine?”
They faint like wounded soldiers
    in the streets of the city
    and 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 deep as the sea.
    No one can heal you.

14 Your prophets saw visions,
    but they were false and worth nothing.
They did not point out your sins
    to keep you from being captured.
They preached what was false
    and led you wrongly.

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