²⁰ And the people say, “Harvest time is over;
    summer has ended,
and we have not been ·saved [rescued].”

²¹ Because my people are ·crushed [broken; fractured], I am ·crushed [broken; fractured].
    I ·cry loudly [mourn; lament; wail] and ·am afraid for them [^Lhorror has seized me].
²² Isn’t there balm [^Cthe resin of the storax tree used as medicine] in the land of Gilead [^Csouthern section of the Transjordan region]?
    Isn’t there a doctor there?
    So why ·aren’t the hurts of my people healed [^Lis there no new skin on the wound of the daughter of my people]?