What can I say for you, to what shall I liken you, O daughter of Jerusalem? What shall I compare with you, that I may comfort you, O virgin daughter of Zion? For your devastation is great like the sea; who can heal you?
They are like children sitting in the marketplace, calling to each other, saying: ‘We played the flute for you, and you did not dance; we mourned to you, and you did not weep.’