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Jeremiah

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1 The word which came to Jeremi­ah from the LORD, say­ing, 2 Arise, and go down to the potter's house, and there I will cause thee to hear my words. 3 Then I went down to the potter's house, and, be­hold, he wrought a work on the wheels. 4 And the ves­sel that he made of clay was marred in the hand of the pot­ter: so he made it again an­oth­er ves­sel, as seemed good to the pot­ter to make it. 5 Then the word of the LORD came to me, say­ing, 6 O house of Is­rael, can­not I do with you as this pot­ter? saith the LORD. Be­hold, as the clay is in the potter's hand, so are ye in mine hand, O house of Is­rael. 7 At what in­stant I shall speak con­cern­ing a na­tion, and con­cern­ing a king­dom, to pluck up, and to pull down, and to de­stroy it; 8 If that na­tion, against whom I have pro­nounced, turn from their evil, I will re­pent of the evil that I thought to do unto them. 9 And at what in­stant I shall speak con­cern­ing a na­tion, and con­cern­ing a king­dom, to build and to plant it; 10 If it do evil in my sight, that it obey not my voice, then I will re­pent of the good, where­with I said I would ben­e­fit them. 11 Now there­fore go to, speak to the men of Ju­dah, and to the in­hab­i­tants of Jerusalem, say­ing, Thus saith the LORD; Be­hold, I frame evil against you, and de­vise a de­vice against you: re­turn ye now ev­ery one from his evil way, and make your ways and your do­ings good. 12 And they said, There is no hope: but we will walk af­ter our own de­vices, and we will ev­ery one do the imag­i­na­tion of his evil heart. 13 There­fore thus saith the LORD; Ask ye now among the hea­then, who hath heard such things: the vir­gin of Is­rael hath done a very hor­ri­ble thing. 14 Will a man leave the snow of Lebanon which cometh from the rock of the field? or shall the cold flow­ing wa­ters that come from an­oth­er place be for­sak­en? 15 Be­cause my peo­ple hath for­got­ten me, they have burned in­cense to van­i­ty, and they have caused them to stum­ble in their ways from the an­cient paths, to walk in paths, in a way not cast up; 16 To make their land des­o­late, and a per­pet­u­al hiss­ing; ev­ery one that pas­seth there­by shall be as­ton­ished, and wag his head. 17 I will scat­ter them as with an east wind be­fore the en­e­my; I will shew them the back, and not the face, in the day of their calami­ty. 18 Then said they, Come, and let us de­vise de­vices against Jeremi­ah; for the law shall not per­ish from the priest, nor coun­sel from the wise, nor the word from the prophet. Come, and let us smite him with the tongue, and let us not give heed to any of his words. 19 Give heed to me, O LORD, and hear­ken to the voice of them that con­tend with me. 20 Shall evil be rec­om­pensed for good? for they have digged a pit for my soul. Re­mem­ber that I stood be­fore thee to speak good for them, and to turn away thy wrath from them. 21 There­fore de­liv­er up their chil­dren to the famine, and pour out their blood by the force of the sword; and let their wives be be­reaved of their chil­dren, and be wid­ows; and let their men be put to death; let their young men be slain by the sword in bat­tle. 22 Let a cry be heard from their hous­es, when thou shalt bring a troop sud­den­ly upon them: for they have digged a pit to take me, and hid snares for my feet. 23 Yet, LORD, thou know­est all their coun­sel against me to slay me: for­give not their in­iq­ui­ty, nei­ther blot out their sin from thy sight, but let them be over­thrown be­fore thee; deal thus with them in the time of thine anger.