Jerusalem, Jerusalem, which kills the prophets, and stones those, who are sent to you (SG)! how many times have I wanted gather your children, like a hen gathers together her chickens under the wings, and you (PL) has not wanted.
and look, they have a shout done, so to say: what have we with you (SG), you (SG) Son of the Most High? did you come here us to torment before the time?
and have said: where is he, who was born become, the king of the Jews? for we have seen his star in the east, and have come, ourselves to worship to him.