Lamentations 2:11-13

Easy-to-Read Version

¹¹ My eyes are worn out with tears,
    and my insides are upset.
My heart feels like it has been poured on the ground;
    I feel this way because of the destruction of my people.
Children and babies are fainting
    in the public squares of the city.
¹² They ask their mothers,
    “Where is the bread and wine?”
    as they pour out their life in their mother’s laps.
¹³ My dear Jerusalem, what can I say about you?
    What can I compare you to?
What can I say you are like?
    How can I comfort you, city of Zion?
You have been hurt much too badly
    for anyone to heal.