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13 My dear daughter Jerusalem,
    how can I tell your tragedy?
To what can I liken this disgrace?
    O virgin daughter Zion, would that I could comfort you.
Who can heal your massive injury
    that is as deep and wide as the sea?

14 Nothing but vanity from your prophets—
    nothing but worthlessness from them;
They never warned and exposed you to correct your wicked ways
    so that things would go well again with no captivity.
Instead, they told divine oracles of lies and deceit,
    that everything was fine.

15 On your head, now, passersby heap scorn;
    they wag their fingers, shake their heads at daughter Jerusalem.

Passersby: Is this the city everyone thought was so great—
        a city of perfect beauty and
    Earth’s pride and joy?

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13 What can I say for you?(A)
    With what can I compare you,
    Daughter(B) Jerusalem?
To what can I liken you,
    that I may comfort you,
    Virgin Daughter Zion?(C)
Your wound is as deep as the sea.(D)
    Who can heal you?

14 The visions of your prophets
    were false(E) and worthless;
they did not expose your sin
    to ward off your captivity.(F)
The prophecies they gave you
    were false and misleading.(G)

15 All who pass your way
    clap their hands at you;(H)
they scoff(I) and shake their heads(J)
    at Daughter Jerusalem:(K)
“Is this the city that was called
    the perfection of beauty,(L)
    the joy of the whole earth?”(M)

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