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Jeremiah 30:5

New American Bible - revised edition

Thus says the Lord: We hear a cry of fear: terror, not peace.

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They will growl over it, on that day, like the growling of the sea, Look to the land— darkness closing in, the light dark with clouds!

Like bears we all growl, like doves we moan without ceasing. We cry out for justice, but it is not there; for salvation, but it is far from us.

Upon every height in the wilderness marauders have appeared. The Lord has a sword that consumes the land from end to end: no peace for any living thing.

Listen! Wailing from the shepherds, howling from the leaders of the flock! For the Lord lays waste their grazing place;

These are the words the Lord spoke to Israel and to Judah:

What do I see? Are they panicking, falling apart? Their warriors are hammered back, They flee headlong never making a stand. Terror on every side— oracle of the Lord!

Thus says the Lord: See, a people comes from the land of the north, a great nation, rising from the very ends of the earth.

Daughter of my people, dress in sackcloth, roll in the ashes. Mourn as for an only child with bitter wailing: “How suddenly the destroyer comes upon us!”

From Dan is heard the snorting of horses; The neighing of stallions shakes the whole land. They come to devour the land and everything in it, the city and its inhabitants.

Listen! the cry of the daughter of my people, far and wide in the land! “Is the Lord no longer in Zion, is her King no longer in her midst?” Why do they provoke me with their idols, with their foreign nonentities?

Hear, you women, the word of the Lord, let your ears receive the word of his mouth. Teach your daughters a dirge, and each other a lament:

I will turn your feasts into mourning and all your songs into dirges. I will cover the loins of all with sackcloth and make every head bald. I will make it like the time of mourning for an only child, and its outcome like a day of bitter weeping.

They scoff at kings, ridicule princes; They laugh at any fortress, heap up an earthen ramp, and conquer it.

For now I am raising up the Chaldeans, that bitter and impulsive people, Who march the breadth of the land to take dwellings not their own.




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