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Jeremiah 15

15 The Eternal said to me, “Even though Moses and Samuel stood before me, my mind would not turn to this people; away with them out of my sight--begone! 2 And if they ask you, ‘Where are we to go?’ then tell them, this is the Eternal’s answer: ‘To the pestilence--all who are doomed to pestilence; to the sword--all those who are doomed to the sword; to famine--all those who are doomed to famine; and to exile--all who are doomed to exile!’ 3 Four sorts of death I will assign them, the Eternal declares: sword to slay, dogs to tear, wild birds to devour, wild beasts to consume. 4 And I will make them a horror to all the kingdoms of the world, on account of what Manasseh son of Hezekiah, king of Judah, did at Jerusalem.

Yes, who will pity you, Jerusalem?

Who will bemoan you?

Who will ever turn aside

to ask for you?

You rejected me, says the Eternal,

ever rebelling;

so I put out my hand to crush you--

I am tired of relenting!

I winnow them with a sieve,

in all their townships;

I bereave them of their children,

I destroy my people,

for their vile ways;

at noonday I bring raiders

upon mothers and their sucklings,

suddenly I strike them

with anguish and with terror;

even a mother of seven sons droops and swoons,

her sun sets ere the day is done,

she is crushed and confounded.

Widows? I have made more widows

than the sands of all the sea;

and the rest of them I leave

for their foes to cut to pieces.” * * *

Alas, my mother! you have borne me

to clash and quarrel with all the world!

I never lent, I never borrowed money,

and yet all curse me!

Amen to their curses, O Eternal,

if ever I failed to pray to thee

for the welfare of my foes,

in disaster and distress!

Am I of iron to withstand them?

Can my strength hold out?

Eternal One, thou knowest me,

remember me, care for me;

take vengeance for me on my persecutors,

strike instantly in anger

remember, ’tis for thy sake I am taunted

by creatures who despise thy word.

But I delight in it, my very soul

thrills at thy word;

for I belong to thee,

O thou Eternal, God of hosts.

I never joined the jesting band,

I never rioted;

I sat alone under thy hand,

sharing all thine indignation.

Why, then do I suffer ceaselessly,

why does my wound fester?

Wilt thou really disappoint me,

like a stream that runs dry?

19 This was the Eternal’s answer:

“If you will give up murmuring,

I will restore you to my service;

if you will purify yourself from passion’s dross,

then you shall be my spokesman.

Let other men come over to your side,

but go not over to join them.

I will make you a rampart of a fort

to resist this people;

they shall attack you but not master you,

for I am with you to succour you;

I will deliver you from evil men,

and free you from the clutches of the cruel.”