¹² They ask their mothers,
    “Where is grain and wine?”
    when they swoon as the wounded in the streets of the city,
    when their soul is poured out into their mothers’ bosom.

¹³ What shall I testify to you?
    What shall I liken to you, daughter of Jerusalem?
What shall I compare to you,
    that I may comfort you, virgin daughter of Zion?
For your breach is as big as the sea.
    Who can heal you?

¹⁴ Your prophets have seen false and foolish visions for you.
    They have not uncovered your iniquity,
    to reverse your captivity,
    but have seen for you false revelations and causes of banishment.