Who do you go to when there's nothing left?

"I would comfort myself in sorrow;
My heart is faint in me.
Listen! The voice,
The cry of the daughter of my people
From a far country:
"Is not the Lord in Zion?
Is not her King in her?"
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The harvest is past,
The summer is ended,
And we are not saved!"
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Is there no balm in Gilead?
Is there no physician there?
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"And it shall come to pass in that day,"
Says the Lord,
"That the heart of the king shall perish,
and the heart of princes;
The priests shall be astonished,
And the prophets shall wonder."

Now tell me that's not poetic... And these are the Lord's words through Jeremiah. God's poetry... powerful stuff I tell you... powerful stuff.