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Moff JER Chapter 4

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[[If you will turn back, O Israel,

if you will turn to me

if you will put away your idols vile

and never stray from my sight,

if you will swear, “As the Eternal lives!”

from lives just, honest, right,

then shall the nations seek their bliss through him

and glory in him.]] 3 Here is the word of the Eternal for the men of Judah and the citizens of Jerusalem:

“Break up your fallow ground

never sow among thorns;

when you devote yourselves to the Eternal

devote your hearts;

lest my fury blaze and bum like fire,

past quenching, for your evil deeds.” * * *

Utter this in Judah and Jerusalem,

proclaim it and announce it,

blow the trumpet through the land,

shout this aloud:

“Let all gather and escap

to the fortified towns!”

Hoist the signal for Sion;

quick, run to cover!

For calamity is coming from the north,

and dire disaster.

The lion is up from his lair,

the havoc of nations;

he has broken loose, he strides ahead

to harry the earth!

Gird on sackcloth then,

lament and wail;

for it will not turn from us

the Eternal’s fierce anger.

[[That day, says the Eternal,

the courage of king and chiefs will fail,

the priests shall be appalled

and the prophets aghast;

“Ah, Lord Eternal,” they will cry,

“thou hast deceived this people utterly!

Thou didst promise peace to them,

and here the sword cuts to the very soul!”

At that time this people and Jerusalem shall be told:

“A hot blast blows from the desert

on my country-folk,

no breeze to winnow and to cleanse,

but a wild, tearing wind

for now I sentence them.]]

The foe comes up like driving clouds,

his chariots like a hurricane,

his horses swifter than a vulture’s swoop--

woe betide us! we are undone!

Hark, a message from Dan,

bad news from the hills of Ephraim!

Proclaim the warning in Jerusalem:

“Leopards are leaping from a far land

leaping and growling at the townships of Judah,

lurking out there in the fields,

round her on every side;

for she has defied me

says the Lord of hosts.”

You have brought it all upon yourself

by the way you lived

your evil drives it to your heart

this bitter, mortal stroke.

Wash your heart clean of evil

to be saved, Jerusalem.

How long are wicked plan

to lodge with you?

O my heart, my heart! it writhes!

Oh how it throbs!

My soul is moaning!

I cannot hold my peace,

for I hear the blare of trumpet

and the battle-cry.

Crash upon crash!--

the whole country is down

our tents are laid low in a second,

our curtains tom down in a second!

How long must I see war-signal

and hear trumpet-blasts?

My people are senseless,

they care not for the Eternal;

dolts of a household

devoid of understanding,

they well know how to do wrong

but have no mind to do right.

I look out on earth--lo, all is chaos,

I look at heaven—its light is gone,

I look out on the mountains--they are reeling

and all the hills are swaying!

I look out--lo, no man is to be seen,

the very birds have flown!

I look out--lo, the corn-land lies a desert,

the towns all razed by the Eternal’s rage.

For this is what the Eternal has decreed:

“The land shall all be desolate;

earth shall mourn over it,

and heaven above wear black

but I will not repent of my resolve,

and from my purpose I will not go back.

At the noise of the horsemen and archers

the land is all in flight,

men taking cover within woods and caves,

and clambering the rocks;

every township is abandoned

not one soul is left.

You ruined creature, what will you do?

Array yourself in scarlet?

Deck yourself out in gold, and paint your' eyes?-

you beautify yourself in vain!

Your paramours despise you

they are out for your life.

Hark! the scream of a woman in labour,

her cry as she bears her firstborn!--

’tis the shriek of maiden Sion

panting, clutching for help

crying, ‘Oh and alas! all is over

they are murdering me!’

◄ JER 4 ► ║ ©

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