19Behold the voice of the crie of the daughter of my people because of them that dwel in a farre countrey: Is not the Lord in Zion? is not her king in her? why haue they prouoked me to anger with their grauen images, and with strange vanities? 20The haruest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saued. 21For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt, I am blacke: astonishment hath taken hold on me.22Is there no balme in Gilead? is there no physician there? why then is not the health of the daughter of my people recouered?