19Listen to the cry of my people

from a land far away:

“Is the Lord not in Zion?

Is her King no longer there?”

“Why have they provoked me to anger with their images,

with their worthless foreign idols?”

20“The harvest is past,

the summer has ended,

and we are not saved.”

21Since my people are crushed, I am crushed;

I mourn, and horror grips me.

22Is there no balm in Gilead?

Is there no physician there?

Why then is there no healing

for the wound of my people?