Judgments: Saints: Sympathise with Those Under

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.

But if you do not listen, I will weep in secret because of your pride. My eyes will overflow with tears, because the LORD’s flock has been taken captive.

Streams of tears flow from my eyes over the destruction of the daughter of my people.