“O, Jerusalem, Jerusalem, [you people] who murdered the prophets and stoned those who were sent to you! How often I have wanted to gather you people together, even as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings, but you were not willing!
The owner had one more person [left to send], his dearly loved son. [So] he sent him to them last of all, reasoning to himself, ‘[Surely] they will treat my son with respect.’