You will die a peaceful death. They will burn incense at your burial just as they did at the burial of your ancestors, the former kings who preceded you.<n id="1" /> They will mourn for you, saying, &#8220;Poor, poor master!&#8221;<n id="2" /> Indeed, you have my own word on this.<n id="3" /> I, the <sc>Lordsc>, affirm it!&#8217;&#8221;<n id="4" />p>

Then Azariah<n id="1" /> son of Hoshaiah, Johanan son of Kareah, and other arrogant men said to Jeremiah, &#8220;You are telling a lie! The <sc>Lordsc> our God did not send you to tell us, &#8216;You must not go to Egypt and settle there.&#8217;

<p class="bodytext">&#8220;So now the <sc>Lordsc>, the God who rules over all, the God of Israel,<n id="1" /> asks, &#8216;Why will you do such great harm to yourselves? Why should every man, woman, child, and baby of yours be destroyed from the midst of Judah? Why should you leave yourselves without a remnant?

<p class="poetry">So I, the <sc>Lordsc>, tell you not to be afraid,p> <p class="poetry">you descendants of Jacob, my servants.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">Do not be terrified, people of Israel.p> <p class="poetry">For I will rescue you and your descendantsp> <p class="poetry">from a faraway land where you are captives.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">The descendants of Jacob will return to their land and enjoy peace.p> <p class="poetry">They will be secure and no one will terrify them.<n id="3" />p>

&#8220;Your royal Majesty, those men have been very wicked in all that they have done to the prophet Jeremiah. They have thrown him into a cistern and he is sure to die of starvation there because there is no food left in the city.<n id="1" />

<p class="bodytext">In response to all this<n id="1" /> I said, &#8220;Ah, Lord <sc>Godsc>,<n id="2" /> you have surely allowed<n id="3" /> the people of Judah and Jerusalem<n id="4" /> to be deceived by those who say, &#8216;You will be safe!&#8217;<n id="5" /> But in fact a sword is already at our throats.&#8221;<n id="6" />p>

<p class="poetry">That is how<n id="1" /> they have grown fat and sleek.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">There is no limit to the evil things they do.<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">They do not plead the cause of the fatherless in such a way as to win it.p> <p class="poetry">They do not defend the rights of the poor.p>

<p class="poetry">Show the <sc>Lordsc> your God the respect that is due him.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">Do it before he brings the darkness of disaster.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">Do it before you stumble<n id="3" /> into distressp> <p class="poetry">like a traveler on the mountains at twilight.<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">Do it before he turns the light of deliverance you hope forp> <p class="poetry">into the darkness and gloom of exile.<n id="5" />p>

<t /><p class="bodytext">The prophet Jeremiah sent a letter to the exiles Nebuchadnezzar had carried off from Jerusalem<n id="1" /> to Babylon. It was addressed to the elders who were left among the exiles, to the priests, to the prophets, and to all the other people who were exiled in Babylon.<n id="2" />

But there were ten men among them who said<n id="1" /> to Ishmael, &#8220;Do not kill us. For we will give you the stores of wheat, barley, olive oil, and honey we have hidden in a field.<n id="2" /> So he spared their lives and did not kill<n id="3" /> them along with the rest.<n id="4" />

Before Jeremiah could turn to leave, the captain of the guard added, &#8220;Go back<n id="1" /> to Gedaliah, the son of Ahikam and grandson of Shaphan, whom the king of Babylon appointed to govern<n id="2" /> the towns of Judah. Go back and live with him<n id="3" /> among the people. Or go wherever else you choose.&#8221; Then the captain of the guard gave Jeremiah some food and a present and let him go.

When King Zedekiah of Judah and all his soldiers saw them, they tried to escape. They departed from the city during the night. They took a path through the king&#8217;s garden and passed out through the gate between the two walls.<n id="1" /> Then they headed for the Jordan Valley.<n id="2" />

<p class="poetry">The population of Egypt is like a vast, impenetrable forest.p> <p class="poetry">But I, the <sc>Lordsc>, affirm<n id="1" /> that the enemy will cut them down.p> <p class="poetry">For those who chop them down will be more numerous than locusts.p> <p class="poetry">They will be too numerous to count.<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">Tell your daughters and neighbors, &#8216;The <sc>Lordsc> says,p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;The dead bodies of people will lie scattered everywherep> <p class="poetry">like manure scattered on a field.p> <p class="poetry">They will lie scattered on the groundp> <p class="poetry">like grain that has been cut down but has not been gathered.&#8221;&#8217;&#8221;<n id="1" />p>

<p class="poetry">So I said to the <sc>Lordsc>,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;O <sc>Lordsc> who rules over all,<n id="2" /> you are a just judge!p> <p class="poetry">You examine people&#8217;s hearts and minds.<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">I want to see you pay them back for what they have donep> <p class="poetry">because I trust you to vindicate my cause.&#8221;<n id="4" />p>

He said through them,<n id="1" /> &#8216;Each of you must turn from your wicked ways and stop doing the evil things you are doing.<n id="2" /> If you do, I will allow you to continue to live here in the land that I gave to you and your ancestors as a lasting possession.<n id="3" />

<t /><p class="bodytext">So<n id="1" /> the <sc>Lord,sc> the God of Israel, spoke to me in a vision.<n id="2" /> &#8220;Take this cup from my hand. It is filled with the wine of my wrath.<n id="3" /> Take it and make the nations to whom I send you drink it.

<p class="poetry">I will say,<n id="1" /> &#8216;My dear children of Israel,<n id="2" /> keep in mindp> <p class="poetry">the road you took when you were carried off.<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">Mark off in your minds the landmarks.p> <p class="poetry">Make a mental note of telltale signs marking the way back.p> <p class="poetry">Return, my dear children of Israel.p> <p class="poetry">Return to these cities of yours.p>

<t /><p class="bodytext">The <sc>Lordsc> spoke to Jeremiah while King Nebuchadnezzar of Babylon was attacking Jerusalem<n id="1" /> and the towns around it with a large army. This army consisted of troops from his own army and from the kingdoms and peoples of the lands under his dominion.<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>