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12 They say to their mothers,
    “Where is grain and wine?”
as they faint like a wounded soldier
    in the city squares,
as their lives ebb away
    in their mothers’ bosom.
13 How can I admonish you?
To what can I compare you,
    O daughter of Jerusalem?
To what can I liken you, so that I might console you,
    O virgin daughter of Zion?
For your wound is as deep as the sea!
    Who can heal you?
14 Your prophets have seen for you
    false and worthless visions.
They did not expose your iniquity,
    so as to restore your captivity.
Rather, they have seen for you
    false and worthless oracles.

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