A wicked person shows boldness with his face, but as for the upright, he discerns his ways.

and your poverty will come like a bandit, and your need like an armed robber.”

The one who tends a fig tree will eat its fruit, and whoever takes care of his master will be honored.

For he does not think much about the fleeting days of his life because God keeps him preoccupied with the joy he derives from his activity.

The Beloved about Her Lover: While the king was at his banqueting table, my nard gave forth its fragrance.

Even if the forest is destroyed and the city is annihilated,

Your plunder disappears as if locusts were eating it; they swarm over it like locusts!

For the Lord judges all humanity with fire and his sword; the Lord will kill many.

I see one destruction after another taking place, so that the whole land lies in ruins. I see our tents suddenly destroyed, their curtains torn down in a mere instant.

“I looked at the land and saw that it was an empty wasteland. I looked up at the sky, and its light had vanished.

I looked at the mountains and saw that they were shaking. All the hills were swaying back and forth!

My heart is crushed because my dear people are being crushed. I go about crying and grieving. I am overwhelmed with dismay.

So I went down to the potter’s house and found him working at his wheel.

I will kill everything living in Jerusalem, people and animals alike! They will die from terrible diseases.

The captain of the royal guard took Jeremiah aside and said to him, “The Lord your God threatened this place with this disaster.

So her young men will fall in her city squares. All her soldiers will be destroyed at that time,” says the Lord.

We are pursued – they are breathing down our necks; we are weary and have no rest.

So he said to me, “All right then, I will substitute cow’s manure instead of human excrement. You will cook your food over it.”

“‘See how each of the princes of Israel living within you has used his authority to shed blood.

“Son of man, say to her: ‘You are a land that receives no rain or showers in the day of my anger.’