Jeremiah Complains about His Lot and The Lord Responds I said,“Oh, mother, how I regret that you ever gave birth to me! I am always starting arguments and quarrels with the people of this land. I have not lent money to anyone and I have not borrowed from anyone. Yet all of these people are treating me with contempt.”
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19And I cried out,“We are doomed! Our wound is severe! We once thought,‘This is only an illness. And we will be able to bear it!’
20But our tents have been destroyed. The ropes that held them in place have been ripped apart. Our children are gone and are not coming back. There is no survivor to put our tents back up, no one left to hang their tent curtains in place.
14Cursed be the day I was born! May that day not be blessed when my mother gave birth to me.
15Cursed be the man who made my father very glad when he brought him the news that a baby boy had been born to him!
5How miserable I am! For I have lived temporarily in Meshech; I have resided among the tents of Kedar.
10Danger awaits one who says to his father,“What in the world are you fathering?” and to his mother,“What in the world are you bringing forth?”
18An Appeal for Relief“Why then did you bring me out from the womb? I should have died and no eye would have seen me!
19I should have been as though I had never existed; I should have been carried right from the womb to the grave!
9The mother who had seven children will grow faint. All the breath will go out of her. Her pride and joy will be taken from her in the prime of their life. It will seem as if the sun had set while it was still day. She will suffer shame and humiliation. I will cause any of them who are still left alive to be killed in war by the onslaughts of their enemies,” says the LORD.
11The LORD said,“Jerusalem, I will surely send you away for your own good. I will surely bring the enemy upon you in a time of trouble and distress.
11כ(Kaf) All her people groaned as they searched for a morsel of bread. They exchanged their valuables for just enough food to stay alive. Jerusalem Speaks:“Look, O LORD! Consider that I have become worthless!”
12ל(Lamed) Is it nothing to you, all you who pass by on the road? Look and see! Is there any pain like mine? The Lord has afflicted me, he has inflicted it on me when he burned with anger.
13מ(Mem) He sent down fire into my bones, and it overcame them. He spread out a trapper’s net for my feet; he made me turn back. He has made me desolate; I am faint all day long.
17For he did not kill me before I came from the womb, making my pregnant mother’s womb my grave forever.
18Why did I ever come forth from my mother’s womb? All I experience is trouble and grief, and I spend my days in shame.
3‘You have said,“I feel so hopeless! For the LORD has added sorrow to my suffering. I am worn out from groaning. I can’t find any rest.”’”
20ר(Resh) Look, O LORD! I am distressed; my stomach is in knots! My heart is pounding inside me. Yes, I was terribly rebellious! Out in the street the sword bereaves a mother of her children; Inside the house death is present.
21ש(Sin/Shin) They have heard that I groan, yet there is no one to comfort me. All my enemies have heard of my trouble; they are glad that you have brought it about. Bring about the day of judgment that you promised so that they may end up like me!
10because it did not shut the doors of my mother’s womb on me, nor did it hide trouble from my eyes!
14I mourned for them as I would for a friend or my brother. I bowed down in sorrow as if I were mourning for my mother.
15But when I stumbled, they rejoiced and gathered together; they gathered together to ambush me. They tore at me without stopping to rest.
1This is what the LORD says:“Where is your mother’s divorce certificate by which I divorced her? Or to which of my creditors did I sell you? Look, you were sold because of your sins; because of your rebellious acts I divorced your mother.
19These double disasters confronted you. But who feels sorry for you? Destruction and devastation, famine and sword. But who consoles you?
15ס(Samek) He rounded up all my mighty ones; The Lord did this in my midst. He summoned an assembly against me to shatter my young men. The Lord has stomped like grapes the virgin daughter, Judah.
16ע(Ayin) I weep because of these things; my eyes flow with tears. For there is no one in sight who can comfort me or encourage me. My children are desolated because an enemy has prevailed.
15Why do you complain about your injuries, that your pain is incurable? I have done all this to you because your wickedness is so great and your sin is so much.
3These ten times you have been reproaching me; you are not ashamed to attack me!
11There is a generation who curse their fathers and do not bless their mothers.
1א(Alef) The Prophet Speaks: I am the man who has experienced affliction from the rod of his wrath.
7At that time the brother will shout,‘I am no doctor, I have no food or coat in my house; don’t make me a leader of the people!’”
8For whenever I prophesy, I must cry out,“Violence and destruction are coming!” This message from the LORD has made me an object of continual insults and derision.
18Why must I continually suffer such painful anguish? Why must I endure the sting of their insults like an incurable wound? Will you let me down when I need you like a brook one goes to for water, but that cannot be relied on?”
3For this reason my stomach churns; cramps overwhelm me like the contractions of a woman in labor. I am disturbed by what I hear, horrified by what I see.
10Even I and my relatives and my associates are lending them money and grain. But let us abandon this practice of seizing collateral!
13The labor pains of a woman will overtake him, but the baby will lack wisdom; when the time arrives, he will not come out of the womb!
10For my life nears its end in pain; my years draw to a close as I groan. My strength fails me because of my sin, and my bones become brittle.
12Indeed, it is not an enemy who insults me, or else I could bear it; it is not one who hates me who arrogantly taunts me, or else I could hide from him.
8My own brothers treat me like a stranger; they act as if I were a foreigner.
2He said to his mother,“You know the eleven hundred pieces of silver which were stolen from you, about which I heard you pronounce a curse? Look here, I have the silver. I stole it, but now I am giving it back to you.” His mother said,“May the LORD reward you, my son!”
25Have I not wept for the unfortunate? Was not my soul grieved for the poor?
13So his mother told him,“Any curse against you will fall on me, my son! Just obey me! Go and get them for me!”
13Israel Has Turned Away from the Lord Woe to them! For they have fled from me! Destruction to them! For they have rebelled against me! I want to deliver them, but they have lied to me.
2(9:1) I wish I had a lodging place in the wilderness where I could spend some time like a weary traveler. Then I would desert my people and walk away from them because they are all unfaithful to God, a congregation of people that has been disloyal to him.
19Then I said,“LORD, have you completely rejected the nation of Judah? Do you despise the city of Zion? Why have you struck us with such force that we are beyond recovery? We hope for peace, but nothing good has come of it. We hope for a time of relief from our troubles, but experience terror.
1Micah Laments Judah’s Sin Woe is me! For I am like those gathering fruit, and those harvesting grapes, when there is no grape cluster to eat, and no fresh figs that my stomach craves.
31In fact, I hear a cry like that of a woman in labor, a cry of anguish like that of a woman giving birth to her first baby. It is the cry of Daughter Zion gasping for breath, reaching out for help, saying,“I am done in! My life is ebbing away before these murderers!”
17So the Lord was not pleased with their young men, he took no pity on their orphans and widows; for the whole nation was godless and did wicked things, every mouth was speaking disgraceful words. Despite all this, his anger does not subside, and his hand is ready to strike again.
30I have not even permitted my mouth to sin by asking for his life through a curse–
4So I say:“Don’t look at me! I am weeping bitterly. Don’t try to console me concerning the destruction of my defenseless people.”
20Their insults are painful and make me lose heart; I look for sympathy, but receive none, for comforters, but find none.