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Jeremiah 14:3

New American Bible - revised edition

The nobles send their servants for water, but when they come to the cisterns They find no water and return with empty jars. Confounded, despairing, they cover their heads

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As David went up the ascent of the Mount of Olives, he wept without ceasing. His head was covered, and he was walking barefoot. All those who were with him also had their heads covered and were weeping as they went.

Lord, graciously rescue me! Come quickly to help me, Lord!

Do not listen to Hezekiah, for thus says the king of Assyria: Make peace with me, and surrender to me! Eat, each of you, from your vine, each from your own fig tree. Drink water, each from your own well,

Two or three cities staggered to another to drink water but were not satisfied; Yet you did not return to me— oracle of the Lord.

Two evils my people have done: they have forsaken me, the source of living waters; They have dug themselves cisterns, broken cisterns that cannot hold water.

Even the animals in the wild cry out to you; For the streams of water have run dry, and fire has devoured the wilderness pastures.

But the Lord is with me, like a mighty champion: my persecutors will stumble, they will not prevail. In their failure they will be put to utter shame, to lasting, unforgettable confusion.

because of the ruined soil; Because there is no rain in the land the farmers are confounded, they cover their heads.

Clothe my accusers with disgrace; make them wear their shame like a mantle.

They are disappointed, though they were confident; they come there and are frustrated.

After some time, however, the wadi ran dry, because no rain had fallen in the land.

The soldiers stole into the city that day like men shamed by flight in battle.

From there too you will go out, your hands upon your head; For the Lord has rejected those in whom you trust, with them you will have no success.

Therefore the showers were withheld, the spring rain did not fall. But because you have a prostitute’s brow, you refused to be ashamed.

Why is my pain continuous, my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? To me you are like a deceptive brook, waters that cannot be relied on!

The tongue of the infant cleaves to the roof of its mouth in thirst; Children beg for bread, but no one gives them a piece.

Say to your brothers, “My People,” and to your sisters, “Pitied.”

Should any of the families of the earth not go up to Jerusalem to bow down to the King, the Lord of hosts, then there will be no rain for them.

And I withheld the rain from you when the harvest was still three months away; I sent rain upon one city but not upon another; One field was watered by rain, but the one I did not water dried up;




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