Jeremiah 14:19

“I will lay it waste; It will not be pruned or hoed, But briars and thorns will come up. I will also command the clouds to rain no rain on it.”

‘Cut off your hair and cast it away, And lift up a funeral lamentation on the bare heights; For Yahweh has rejected and abandoned The generation of His wrath.’

We waited for peace, but there was no good; For a time of healing, but behold, terror!

Is there no balm in Gilead? Is there no physician there? Why then has not the health of the daughter of my people gone up?

‘There is no one to plead your cause; No healing for your sore, No recovery for you.

For the inhabitant of Maroth Writhes in waiting for good Because a calamity has come down from Yahweh To the gate of Jerusalem.