²⁵ There is a conspiracy of her prophets in the midst of her like a roaring lion ravening the prey; they devour souls; they take away treasure and precious things; they increase her widows in the midst of her;

³⁷ Thy money shalt thou not give him upon usury, nor lend him thy victuals for increase.

¹ Oh that my head were waters, and mine eye a fountain of tears, that I might weep day and night for the slain of the daughter of my people!