but he went on a day’s journey into the wilderness. He sat down under a broom tree and prayed that he might die. He said, ‘I have had enough! Lord, take my life, for I’m no better than my ancestors.’
Jeremiah 20:18 - Christian Standard Bible Anglicised Why did I come out of the womb to see only struggle and sorrow, to end my life in shame? Tuilleadh leaganachaKing James Version (Oxford) 1769 Wherefore came I forth out of the womb to see labour and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame? Amplified Bible - Classic Edition Why did I come out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed in shame? American Standard Version (1901) Wherefore came I forth out of the womb to see labor and sorrow, that my days should be consumed with shame? Common English Bible Why was I ever born when all I see is suffering and misery, and my days are filled with shame? Catholic Public Domain Version Why did I depart from the womb, so that I would see hardship and sorrow, and so that my days would be consumed by trouble?" Douay-Rheims version of The Bible - 1752 version Why came I out of the womb to see labour and sorrow, and that my days should be spent in confusion? |
but he went on a day’s journey into the wilderness. He sat down under a broom tree and prayed that he might die. He said, ‘I have had enough! Lord, take my life, for I’m no better than my ancestors.’
If only you would hide me in Sheol and conceal me until your anger passes. If only you would appoint a time for me and then remember me.
Why is light given to one burdened with grief, and life to those whose existence is bitter,
From the sole of the foot even to the head, no spot is uninjured – wounds, welts, and festering sores not cleansed, bandaged, or soothed with oil.
Listen to me, you who know righteousness, the people in whose heart is my instruction: do not fear disgrace by men, and do not be shattered by their taunts.
Woe is me, my mother, that you gave birth to me, a man who incites dispute and conflict in all the land. I did not lend or borrow, yet everyone curses me.
Why has my pain become unending, my wound incurable, refusing to be healed? You truly have become like a mirage to me – water that is not reliable.
Let us lie down in our shame; let our disgrace cover us. We have sinned against the Lord our God, both we and our ancestors, from the time of our youth even to this day. We have not obeyed the Lord our God.’
Is this nothing to you, all you who pass by? Look and see! Is there any pain like mine, which was dealt out to me, which the Lord made me suffer on the day of his burning anger?
Why do you force me to look at injustice? Why do you tolerate wrongdoing? Oppression and violence are right in front of me. Strife is ongoing, and conflict escalates.
Truly I tell you, you will weep and mourn, but the world will rejoice. You will become sorrowful, but your sorrow will turn to joy.
Then they went out from the presence of the Sanhedrin, rejoicing that they were counted worthy to be treated shamefully on behalf of the Name. ,
and that is why I suffer these things. But I am not ashamed, because I know whom I have believed and am persuaded that he is able to guard what has been entrusted to me , until that day.
For you need endurance, so that after you have done God’s will, you may receive what was promised.
Others experienced mocking and scourging, as well as bonds and imprisonment.
keeping our eyes on Jesus, the pioneer and perfecter of our faith. For the joy that lay before him, he endured the cross, despising the shame, and sat down at the right hand of the throne of God.