18  My joy is gone; grief is upon me;¹

^fmy heart is sick within me.

19  Behold, the cry of the daughter of my people

from ^gthe length and breadth of the land:

“Is the Lord not in Zion?

^hIs her King not in her?”

ⁱ“Why have they provoked me to anger with their carved images

and with their foreign idols?”

20  “The harvest is past, the summer is ended,

and we are not saved.”