34 Jerusalem, Jerusalem, the killer of the prophets and stoner of those sent to her+—how often I wanted to gather your children together the way a hen gathers her brood of chicks under her wings! But you did not want it.+

41 And when he got nearby, he viewed the city and wept over it,+ 42 saying: “If you, even you, had discerned on this day the things having to do with peace—but now they have been hidden from your eyes.+