But ye are forgers of lies, ye are all physicians of no value.

Is there no balm in Gilead; is there no physician there? why then is not the health of the daughter of my people recovered?

For thus saith the LORD, Thy bruise is incurable, and thy wound is grievous.

There is none to plead thy cause, that thou mayest be bound up: thou hast no healing medicines.

Babylon is suddenly fallen and destroyed: howl for her; take balm for her pain, if so be she may be healed.

Give us help from trouble: for vain is the help of man.