37 " Jerusalem , Jerusalem , who kills the prophets and stones those who are sent to her! How often I wanted to gather your children together , the way a hen gathers her chicks under her wings , and you were unwilling e .
37 O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, putting to death the prophets, and stoning those who are sent to her! Again and again would I have taken your children to myself as a bird takes her young ones under her wings, and you would not!
