¹² They’re asking their mothers for some bread and wine
    as they faint like wounded people in the city streets.
        Their lives dwindle away in their mothers’ arms.

¹³ “What example can I give you?
    What parallel can I show you, people of Jerusalem?
    What comparison can I make that will comfort you, beloved people of Zion?
    Your wounds are as deep as the sea.
    Who can heal you?
¹⁴ Your prophets saw misleading visions about you.
    They painted a good picture of you.
    They didn’t expose your guilt in order to make things better again.
    They gave you false prophecies that misled you.