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Jeremiah’s Sadness

18 God, you are my comfort when I am very sad
    and when I am afraid.
19 Listen to the sound of my people.
    They cry from a faraway land:
    “Isn’t the Lord still in Jerusalem?
    Isn’t Jerusalem’s king still there?”

But God says, “Why did the people make me angry by worshiping idols,
    useless foreign idols?”

20 And the people say, “Harvest time is over;
    summer has ended,
    and we have not been saved.”

21 Because my people are crushed, I am crushed.
    I cry loudly and am afraid for them.
22 Isn’t there balm in the land of Gilead?
    Isn’t there a doctor there?
So why aren’t the hurts of my people healed?
I wish my head were like a spring of water
    and my eyes like a fountain of tears!
Then I could cry day and night
    for my people who have been killed.
I wish I had a place in the desert—
    a house where travelers spend the night—
so I could leave my people.
    I could go away from them,
because they are all unfaithful to God;
    they are all turning against him.

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