Jeremiah 9:1-3

New Catholic Bible

¹ Oh, if only my head were a spring of water
    and my eyes a fountain of tears
so that I might weep day and night
    for the slain of the daughter of my people.
² Would that I could find in the desert
    a wayside shelter for travelers
so that I might depart from my people
    and leave them far behind.
For all of them are adulterers,
    a faithless mob of traitors.
³ Their tongues are like devious weapons,
    bent like a drawn bow.
With falsehood rather than truth
    they have gained power in the land.
They commit one crime after another,
    but they do not acknowledge me, says the Lord.