Then said Yahweh unto me, Though Moses and Samuel should stand before me, My soul could not be toward this people,—Send them away from before me And let them go forth.
And it came to pass on the morrow, when Pashhur brought forth Jeremiah out of the stocks,—that Jeremiah said unto him—Not Pashhur, hath Yahweh called thy name, But Magor-missaviv. (Magor-missaviv: Terror-round-about)
Yet shall the number of the sons of Israel become like the sand of the sea, which can neither he measured, nor numbered,—and it shall come to pass, in the place where it used to be said to them, No people of mine, are ye, it shall be said to them, Sons of a Living God!
So will I sow her unto me in the land, and will have compassion upon the uncompassionated one,—and will say to him who was No-people-of-mine, My people, thou art, and, he, shall say, My God! (uncompassionated one, Lo-ruhamah) (No-people-of-mine, Lo-ammi)