O Jerusalem, Jerusalem

"O Jerusalem, Jerusalem,
you who kill the prophets
and stone those sent to you,
how often I have longed
to gather your children together,
as a hen gathers her chicks under her wings,
but you were not willing.
Look, your house is left to you desolate.
For I tell you,
you will not see Me again until you say,
'Blessed is He who comes in the name of the Lord.'"

(Matthew 23:37-39)