KJV ¹³ I will surely consume them, saith the LORD: there shall be no grapes on the vine, nor figs on the fig tree, and the leaf shall fade; and the things that I have given them shall pass away from them.

VULC ¹³ Congregans congregabo eos, ait Dominus.
Non est uva in vitibus, et non sunt ficus in ficulnea :
folium defluxit,
et dedi eis quæ prætergressa sunt.

KJV ¹⁴ Why do we sit still? assemble yourselves, and let us enter into the defenced cities, and let us be silent there: for the LORD our God hath put us to silence, and given us water of gall to drink, because we have sinned against the LORD.

VULC ¹⁴ Quare sedemus ?
convenite, et ingrediamur civitatem munitam,
et sileamus ibi :
quia Dominus Deus noster silere nos fecit,
et potum dedit nobis aquam fellis :
peccavimus enim Domino.

KJV ¹⁵ We looked for peace, but no good came; and for a time of health, and behold trouble!

VULC ¹⁵ Exspectavimus pacem, et non erat bonum :
tempus medelæ, et ecce formido.

KJV ¹⁶ The snorting of his horses was heard from Dan: the whole land trembled at the sound of the neighing of his strong ones; for they are come, and have devoured the land, and all that is in it; the city, and those that dwell therein.

VULC ¹⁶ A Dan auditus est fremitus equorum ejus ;
a voce hinnituum pugnatorum ejus commota est omnis terra :
et venerunt, et devoraverunt terram et plenitudinem ejus ;
urbem et habitatores ejus.

KJV ¹⁷ For, behold, I will send serpents, cockatrices, among you, which will not be charmed, and they shall bite you, saith the LORD.

VULC ¹⁷ Quia ecce ego mittam vobis serpentes regulos,
quibus non est incantatio :
et mordebunt vos, ait Dominus.

KJV ¹⁸ When I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart is faint in me.

VULC ¹⁸ Dolor meus super dolorem,
in me cor meum mœrens.

KJV ¹⁹ Behold the voice of the cry of the daughter of my people because of them that dwell in a far country: Is not the LORD in Zion? is not her king in her? Why have they provoked me to anger with their graven images, and with strange vanities?

VULC ¹⁹ Ecce vox clamoris filiæ populi mei de terra longinqua :
Numquid Dominus non est in Sion ?
aut rex ejus non est in ea ?
Quare ergo me ad iracundiam concitaverunt in sculptilibus suis,
et in vanitatibus alienis ?

KJV ²⁰ The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved.

VULC ²⁰ Transiit messis, finita est æstas,
et nos salvati non sumus.

KJV ²¹ For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt; I am black; astonishment hath taken hold on me.

VULC ²¹ Super contritione filiæ populi mei contritus sum, et contristatus :
stupor obtinuit me.

KJV ²² Is there no balm in Gilead; is there no physician there? why then is not the health of the daughter of my people recovered?

VULC ²² Numquid resina non est in Galaad ?
aut medicus non est ibi ?
quare igitur non est obducta cicatrix filiæ populi mei ?]