Jeremiah 15:16-18

Revised Standard Version

¹⁶ Thy words were found, and I ate them,
    and thy words became to me a joy
    and the delight of my heart;
for I am called by thy name,
    O Lord, God of hosts.
¹⁷ I did not sit in the company of merrymakers,
    nor did I rejoice;
I sat alone, because thy hand was upon me,
    for thou hadst filled me with indignation.
¹⁸ Why is my pain unceasing,
    my wound incurable,
    refusing to be healed?
Wilt thou be to me like a deceitful brook,
    like waters that fail?