Jeremiah 15:5–11

⁵For who hath pity on thee, O Jerusalem? And who doth bemoan for thee? And who turneth aside to ask of thy welfare? ⁶Thou—thou hast left Me—an affirmation of Jehovah, Backward thou goest, And I stretch out My hand against thee, And I destroy thee, I have been weary of repenting, ⁷And I scatter them with a fan, in the gates the land, I bereaved, I have destroyed My people, From their ways they turned not back. ⁸Its widows have been more to Me than the sand of the seas, I brought in to them—against the mother—A young man—a spoiler—at noon. I caused to fall upon her suddenly, wrath and trouble. ⁹Languished hath the bearer of seven, She hath breathed out her spirit, Gone in hath her sun while yet day, It hath been ashamed and confounded, And their residue to the sword I give up before their enemies, An affirmation of Jehovah.

¹⁰Woe to me, my mother, For thou hast borne me a man of strife, And a man of contention to all the land, I have not lent on usury, Nor have they lent on usury to me—All of them are reviling me. ¹¹Jehovah said, Did I not direct thee for good? Did not I intercede for thee in a time of evil, And in a time of adversity, with the enemy?