Luke

O Jerusalem, Jerusalem, thou that killest the prophets, and stonest them which are sent unto thee, how often would I have gathered thy children together, even as a hen gathereth her chickens under her wings, and ye would not!

She hath killed her beasts; she hath mingled her wine; she hath also furnished her table.

And sent forth his servants to call them that were bidden to the wedding: and they would not come.

Wisdom hath builded her house, she hath hewn out her seven pillars:

Come, eat of my bread, and drink of the wine which I have mingled.