1 Oh that my head were waters,and my eyes a fountain of tears,that I might weep day and nightfor the slain of the daughter of my people!
2 Oh that I had in the deserta travelers’ lodging place,that I might leave my peopleand go away from them!For they are all adulterers,a company of treacherous men.
3 They bend their tongue like a bow;falsehood and not truth has grown strong in the land;for they proceed from evil to evil, and they do not know me, declares the Lord.
4 Let everyone beware of his neighbor,and put no trust in any brother,for every brother is a deceiver,and every neighbor goes about as a slanderer.
5 Everyone deceives his neighbor,and no one speaks the truth;they have taught their tongue to speak lies;they weary themselves committing iniquity.