JerΙερ JeremiahΙερεμίας, chapterκεφάλαιο Book of JeremiahΒιβλίο του προφήτου Ιερεμίου, chapterκεφάλαιο 9

How I wish my head was a spring of water, and my eyes a fountain of tears! Then I would weep day and night over all my people who have been killed. I wish I had a temporary shelter in the desert—I would give up on my people and leave them, because they're all adulterers, a bunch of traitors!