My brethren have dealt deceitfully as a brook, and as the stream of brooks they pass away;
And their nobles have sent their little ones to the waters: they came to the pits, and found no water; they returned with their vessels empty; they were ashamed and confounded, and covered their heads.
For thus saith the LORD, Thy bruise is incurable, and thy wound is grievous.
Why criest thou for thine affliction? thy sorrow is incurable for the multitude of thine iniquity: because thy sins were increased, I have done these things unto thee.
For her wound is incurable; for it is come unto Judah; he is come unto the gate of my people, even to Jerusalem.