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Jeremiah 9:19

Bible in Basic English 1965

For a sound of weeping goes up from Zion, a cry, How has destruction come on us? we are overcome with shame because we have gone away from our land; he has sent us out from our house.

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Give ear to my voice, you women who are living in comfort; give attention to my words, you daughters who have no fear of danger.

Then the Lord said to me, Even if Moses and Samuel came before me, I would have no desire for this people: send them away from before me, and let them go.

Is Israel a servant? has he been a house-servant from birth? why has he been made waste?

See, he will come up like the clouds, and his war-carriages like the storm-wind: his horses are quicker than eagles. Sorrow is ours, for destruction has come on us.

News is given of destruction on destruction; all the land is made waste: suddenly my tents, straight away my curtains, are made waste.

And I will send you away from before my face, as I have sent away all your brothers, even all the seed of Ephraim.

Are they moving me to wrath? says the Lord; are they not moving themselves to their shame?

Let your hair be cut off, O Jerusalem, and let it go, and let a song of grief go up on the open hilltops; for the Lord is turned away from the generation of his wrath and has given them up.

Away! unclean! they were crying out to them, Away! away! let there be no touching: when they went away in flight and wandering, men said among the nations, There is no further resting-place for them.

Our heritage is given up to men of strange lands, our houses to those who are not our countrymen.

And you, son of man, make a song of grief for Tyre;

And the land itself has become unclean; so that I have sent on it the reward of its wrongdoing, and the land itself puts out those who are living in it.

So that the land may not put you out from it, when you make it unclean, as it put out the nations which were there before you.

So then, keep my rules and my decisions and do them, so that the land which I am giving you as your resting-place may not violently send you out again.

Up! and go; for this is not your rest: because it has been made unclean, the destruction ordered will come on you.

In that day this saying will be said about you, and this song of grief will be made: The heritage of my people is measured out, and there is no one to give it back; those who have made us prisoners have taken our fields from us, and complete destruction has come to us.

You will go feeling your way when the sun is high, like a blind man for whom all is dark, and nothing will go well for you: you will be crushed and made poor for ever, and you will have no saviour.




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