Jeremiah 9:1; Jeremiah 9:10; Jeremiah 9:20
If my head were water, my eyes a fountain of tears, I would weep day and night over the slain of my dear people.
I will raise weeping and a lament over the mountains, a dirge over the wilderness grazing land, for they have been so scorched that no one passes through. The sound of cattle is no longer heard. From the birds of the sky to the animals, [everything] has fled-they have gone away.
Now hear the word of the Lord, you women. Pay attention to the word of His mouth. Teach your daughters a lament and one another a dirge,