Jeremiah 9:1-2

The Voice

9 Jeremiah: O that my head were a spring of water
        and my eyes a fountain of tears;
    Then I could weep day and night for my poor people
        who have been slaughtered.
²     O that I had a place in the desert I could run to,
        a haven for travelers.
    Then I could leave my people,
        for they are all an adulterous and treacherous lot.