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Jeremiah 18:22

English Standard Version 2016

May a cry be heard from their houses, when you bring the plunderer suddenly upon them! For they have dug a pit to take me and laid snares for my feet.

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O daughter of my people, put on sackcloth, and roll in ashes; make mourning as for an only son, most bitter lamentation, for suddenly the destroyer will come upon us.

The arrogant have hidden a trap for me, and with cords they have spread a net; beside the way they have set snares for me. Selah

a day of trumpet blast and battle cry against the fortified cities and against the lofty battlements.

Then the Pharisees went and plotted how to entangle him in his words.

For I hear many whispering. Terror is on every side! “Denounce him! Let us denounce him!” say all my close friends, watching for my fall. “Perhaps he will be deceived; then we can overcome him and take our revenge on him.”

Should good be repaid with evil? Yet they have dug a pit for my life. Remember how I stood before you to speak good for them, to turn away your wrath from them.

For I heard a cry as of a woman in labor, anguish as of one giving birth to her first child, the cry of the daughter of Zion gasping for breath, stretching out her hands, “Woe is me! I am fainting before murderers.”

Cry aloud, O daughter of Gallim! Give attention, O Laishah! O poor Anathoth!

Those who seek my life lay their snares; those who seek my hurt speak of ruin and meditate treachery all day long.

The insolent have dug pitfalls for me; they do not live according to your law.

For wicked men are found among my people; they lurk like fowlers lying in wait. They set a trap; they catch men.

Let that man be like the cities that the Lord overthrew without pity; let him hear a cry in the morning and an alarm at noon,

I say to the Lord, You are my God; give ear to the voice of my pleas for mercy, O Lord!

Look to the right and see: there is none who takes notice of me; no refuge remains to me; no one cares for my soul.




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