How can you say, I am not polluted, I have not gone after Baalim? see your way in the valley, know what you have done: you are a swift dromedary traversing her ways;

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

But have walked after the imagination of their own heart, and after Baalim, which their fathers taught them:

They are upright as the palm tree, but speak not: they must be borne, because they cannot go. Be not afraid of them; for they cannot do evil, neither also is it in them to do good.

Go up into Gilead, and take balm, O virgin, the daughter of Egypt: in vain shall you use many medicines; for you shall not be cured.

Babylon is suddenly fallen and destroyed: wail for her; take balm for her pain, if so be she may be healed.