Jeremiah 20:7–18

Jeremiah’s Complaint

⁷O Lord, you misled me,

and I allowed myself to be misled.

You are stronger than I am,

and you overpowered me.

Now I am mocked every day;

everyone laughs at me.

⁸When I speak, the words burst out.

“Violence and destruction!” I shout.

So these messages from the Lord

have made me a household joke.

⁹But if I say I’ll never mention the Lord

or speak in his name,

his word burns in my heart like a fire.

It’s like a fire in my bones!

I am worn out trying to hold it in!

I can’t do it!

¹⁰I have heard the many rumors about me.

They call me “The Man Who Lives in Terror.”

They threaten, “If you say anything, we will report it.”

Even my old friends are watching me,

waiting for a fatal slip.

“He will trap himself,” they say,

“and then we will get our revenge on him.”

¹¹But the Lord stands beside me like a great warrior.

Before him my persecutors will stumble.

They cannot defeat me.

They will fail and be thoroughly humiliated.

Their dishonor will never be forgotten.

¹²O Lord of Heaven’s Armies,

you test those who are righteous,

and you examine the deepest thoughts and secrets.

Let me see your vengeance against them,

for I have committed my cause to you.

¹³Sing to the Lord!

Praise the Lord!

For though I was poor and needy,

he rescued me from my oppressors.

¹⁴Yet I curse the day I was born!

May no one celebrate the day of my birth.

¹⁵I curse the messenger who told my father,

“Good news—you have a son!”

¹⁶Let him be destroyed like the cities of old

that the Lord overthrew without mercy.

Terrify him all day long with battle shouts,

¹⁷because he did not kill me at birth.

Oh, that I had died in my mother’s womb,

that her body had been my grave!

¹⁸Why was I ever born?

My entire life has been filled

with trouble, sorrow, and shame.