Jeremiah 15:15-18

Christian Standard Bible

¹⁵ You know,^(A) Lord;
remember me and take note of me.^(B)
Avenge me against my persecutors.^(C)
In your patience,^[a] don’t take me away.
Know that I suffer disgrace for your honor.^(D)
16 Your words were found, and I ate them.^(E)
Your words became a delight to me
and the joy of my heart,
for I bear your name,^(F)
Lord God of Armies.
¹⁷ I never sat with the band of revelers,
and I did not celebrate with them.
Because your hand was on me, I sat alone,^(G)
for you filled me with indignation.
¹⁸ Why has my pain become unending,
my wound incurable,^(H)
refusing to be healed?
You truly have become like a mirage to me—
water that is not reliable.