Oh that my head were waters, and my eyes a spring of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!
Oh that I had in the wilderness a lodging place of wayfaring men, that I might leave my people and go from them!
For they are all adulterers, an assembly of treacherous men.
“They bend their tongue, as their bow, for falsehood.
They have grown strong in the land, but not for truth; for they proceed from evil to evil, and they don’t know me,”
says the LORD.