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Jeremiah 8:18

New American Bible - revised edition

My joy is gone, grief is upon me, my heart is sick.

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Hasten to answer me, Lord; for my spirit fails me. Do not hide your face from me, lest I become like those descending to the pit.

That is why I say: Turn away from me, let me weep bitterly; Do not try to comfort me for the ruin of the daughter of my people.

Concerning the prophets: My heart is broken within me, all my bones tremble; I am like a drunk, like one overcome by wine, Because of the Lord, because of his holy words.

My body! my body! how I writhe! The walls of my heart! My heart beats wildly, I cannot be still; For I myself have heard the blast of the horn, the battle cry.

We hear news of them; our hands hang helpless, Anguish takes hold of us, pangs like a woman in childbirth.

Oh, that I had in the wilderness a travelers’ lodging! That I might leave my people and depart from them. They are all adulterers, a band of traitors.

Because of this our hearts grow sick, at this our eyes grow dim:

I hear, and my body trembles; at the sound, my lips quiver. Decay invades my bones, my legs tremble beneath me. I await the day of distress that will come upon the people who attack us.




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