JerJr JeremiahJeremiasza, chapterrozdział Book of JeremiahKsięga Jeremiasza, chapterrozdział 9

A Lament over Zion

Oh, that my head were a spring of water,

and my eyes a fountain of tears!

I would weep day and night

over the slain daughter of my people.

If only I had a traveler’s lodge in the wilderness,

I would abandon my people and depart from them,

for they are all adulterers,

a crowd of faithless people.