Jeremiah 15:15-18

Holman Christian Standard Bible

¹⁵ You know,^(A) Lord;
remember me and take note of me.
Avenge me against my persecutors.^(B)
In Your patience,^[a] don’t take me away.
Know that I suffer disgrace for Your honor.^(C)
16 Your words were found, and I ate them.^(D)
Your words became a delight to me
and the joy of my heart,
for I am called by Your name,^(E)
Yahweh God of Hosts.
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,^(F)
for You filled me with indignation.
¹⁸ Why has my pain become unending,
my wound incurable,^(G)
refusing to be healed?
You truly have become like a mirage to me—
water that is not reliable.