<t /><p class="poetry">How can I give you up,<n id="1" /> O Ephraim?p> <p class="poetry">How can I surrender you, O Israel?p> <p class="poetry">How can I treat you like Admah?p> <p class="poetry">How can I make you like Zeboiim?p> <p class="poetry">I have had a change of heart!<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">All my tender compassions are aroused!<n id="3" />p>

I will bring terrors on you, and you will be no more! Though you are sought after, you will never be found again, declares the sovereign <sc>Lordsc>.&#8221;p>

I will turn you into a perpetual desolation, and your cities will not be inhabited. Then you will know that I am the <sc>Lordsc>.p>

The donkey said to Balaam, &#8220;Am not I your donkey that you have ridden ever since I was yours until this day? Have I ever attempted<n id="1" /> to treat you this way?&#8221;<n id="2" /> And he said, &#8220;No.&#8221;

The angel of the <sc>Lordsc> said to him, &#8220;Why have you beaten your donkey these three times? Look, I came out to oppose you because what you are doing<n id="1" /> is perverse before me.<n id="2" />

So King Zedekiah made a secret promise to Jeremiah and sealed it with an oath. He promised,<n id="1" /> &#8220;As surely as the <sc>Lordsc> lives who has given us life and breath,<n id="2" /> I promise you this: I will not kill you or hand you over to those men who want to kill you.&#8221;<n id="3" />p>