Tuesday, July 31, 2012

Jeremiah 14:17-22

"So say this word to them: May my eyes shed tears night and day, unceasingly, since the daughter of my people has sustained a fearsome wound, a crippling injury.
  If I go into the countryside, there lie those killed by the sword; if I go into the city, I see people tortured with hunger; even prophets and priests roam the country at their wits' end.'
  Have you rejected Judah altogether? Does your very soul revolt at Zion? Why have you struck us down without hope of cure? We were hoping for peace -- no good came of it! For the moment of cure -- nothing but terror!
  Yahweh, we acknowledge our wickedness and our ancestors' guilt: we have indeed sinned against you.
  For your name's sake do not reject us, do not dishonour the throne of your glory. Remember us; do not break your covenant with us.
  Can any of the nations' Futile Ones make it rain? Can the heavens of their own accord give showers? Are you not the one, Yahweh our God? In you is our hope, since you make all these things"

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