3 when they all left. That night I got up and came out to this field, as you see.
4 I have decided never to return to that town. I am going to stay here in constant mourning, neither eating nor drinking anything until I die.”
5 When she told me this, I put aside my own thoughts and spoke sharply to her:
6 “You are the most foolish woman I ever met. Don't you see what our people are suffering? Don't you know all that has happened to us?
7 Jerusalem, the mother of us all, is overcome with grief and shame. You ought to be mourning for her
8 and sharing the grief and sorrow of all of us. But you are mourning for that one son of yours.
9 Ask the earth; let her tell you that she is the one who ought to be mourning for the vast multitudes of people that she has brought to birth.