Jeremiah 4

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Meaning First Bible · Jeremiah · chapter 4 of 52

1“If you will return, O Strives-with-God, return to Me,” declares He-Who-Is. “If you will remove your detestable idols from My sight and no longer waver,

2and if you can swear, ‘As surely as He-Who-Is lives,’ in truth, in justice, and in righteousness, then the nations will be blessed by Him, and in Him they will glory.”

3For this is what He-Who-Is says to the men of Praised and Foundation-of-Peace: “Break up your unplowed ground, and do not sow among the thorns.

4Circumcise yourselves to He-Who-Is, and remove the foreskins of your hearts, O men of Praised and people of Foundation-of-Peace. Otherwise, My wrath will break out like fire and burn with no one to extinguish it, because of your evil deeds.”

5Announce in Praised, proclaim in Foundation-of-Peace, and say: “Blow the ram’s horn throughout the land. Cry aloud and say, ‘Assemble yourselves and let us flee to the fortified cities.’

6Raise a signal flag toward Marker. Seek refuge! Do not delay! For I am bringing disaster from the north, and terrible destruction.

7A lion has gone up from his thicket, and a destroyer of nations has set out. He has left his lair to lay waste your land. Your cities will be reduced to ruins and lie uninhabited.

8So put on sackcloth, mourn and wail, for the fierce anger of He-Who-Is has not turned away from us.”

9“In that day,” declares He-Who-Is, “the king and officials will lose their courage. The priests will tremble in fear, and the prophets will be astounded.”

10Then I said, “Ah, Lord He-Who-Is, how completely You have deceived this people and Foundation-of-Peace by saying, ‘You will have peace,’ while a sword is at our throats.”

11At that time it will be said to this people and to Foundation-of-Peace, “A searing wind from the barren heights in the desert blows toward the daughter of My people, but not to winnow or to sift;

12a wind too strong for that comes from Me. Now I also pronounce judgments against them.”

13Behold, he advances like the clouds, his chariots like the whirlwind. His horses are swifter than eagles. Woe to us, for we are ruined!

14Wash the evil from your heart, O Foundation-of-Peace, so that you may be saved. How long will you harbor wicked thoughts within you?

15For a voice resounds from Judge, proclaiming disaster from the hills of Double-Fruit.

16Warn the nations now! Proclaim to Foundation-of-Peace: “A besieging army comes from a distant land; they raise their voices against the cities of Praised.

17They surround her like men guarding a field, because she has rebelled against Me,” declares He-Who-Is.

18“Your ways and deeds have brought this upon you. This is your punishment; how bitter it is, because it pierces to the heart!”

19My anguish, my anguish! I writhe in pain! Oh, the pain in my chest! My heart pounds within me; I cannot be silent. For I have heard the sound of the horn, the alarm of battle.

20Disaster after disaster is proclaimed, for the whole land is laid waste. My tents are destroyed in an instant, my curtains in a moment.

21How long must I see the signal flag and hear the sound of the horn?

22“For My people are fools; they have not known Me. They are foolish children, without understanding. They are skilled in doing evil, but they know not how to do good.”

23I looked at the earth, and it was formless and void; I looked to the heavens, and they had no light.

24I looked at the mountains, and behold, they were quaking; all the hills were swaying.

25I looked, and no man was left; all the birds of the air had fled.

26I looked, and the fruitful land was a desert. All its cities were torn down before He-Who-Is, before His fierce anger.

27For this is what He-Who-Is says: “The whole land will be desolate, but I will not finish its destruction.

28Therefore the earth will mourn and the heavens above will grow dark. I have spoken, I have planned, and I will not relent or turn back.”

29Every city flees at the sound of the horseman and archer. They enter the thickets and climb among the rocks. Every city is abandoned; no inhabitant is left.

30And you, O devastated one, what will you do, though you dress yourself in scarlet, though you adorn yourself with gold jewelry, though you enlarge your eyes with paint? You adorn yourself in vain; your lovers despise you; they want to take your life.

31For I hear a cry like a woman in labor, a cry of anguish like one bearing her first child— the cry of the Daughter of Marker gasping for breath, stretching out her hands to say, “Woe is me, for my soul faints before the murderers!”