Jeremiah 9:17-20

Great(i) 17 Moreouer, thus sayeth the Lord of Hostes. Beware of the vengeaunce that hangeth ouer you: and cal for mourning wyues, & sende for wyse wemen: that they come shortly, 18 and synge a mournynge songe of you: that the teares may fall out of oure eyes, and that our eye lyddes maye gusshe out of water. 19 For there is a lamentable noyse hearde of Sion. O how are we so sore destroyed? O how are we so pyteously confounded? We must forsake our awne naturall countre, & we are shut out of oure awne lodgynges. 20 Yet heare the worde of the Lorde (O ye wemen) & let youre eares regarde the wordes of his mouth: that ye may lerne youre daughters to mourne, & that euery one may teach her neyghbouresse, to make lamentacyon.