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15 Yahweh, you know.
    Remember me, visit me,
    and avenge me of my persecutors.
You are patient, so don’t take me away.
    Know that for your sake I have suffered reproach.
16 Your words were found,
    and I ate them.
Your words were to me a joy and the rejoicing of my heart,
    for I am called by your name, Yahweh, God of Armies.
17 I didn’t sit in the assembly of those who make merry and rejoice.
    I sat alone because of your hand,
    for you have filled me with indignation.
18 Why is my pain perpetual,
    and my wound incurable,
    which refuses to be healed?
Will you indeed be to me as a deceitful brook,
    like waters that fail?

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Jeremiah’s Prayer for Vengeance

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.

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Footnotes

  1. 15:15 Lit In the slowness of your anger