Luke 12:54
In any case, I must press on today and tomorrow and the next day — for surely no prophet can die outside Jerusalem! — the irony is exact: the city that kills the prophets is also the city where the Messiah must die. 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, and you were not willing. Your house is left to you desolate.