So the <sc>Lordsc> says concerning King Jehoiakim of Judah, &#8220;None of his line will occupy the throne of David.<n id="1" /> His dead body will be thrown out to be exposed to scorching heat by day and frost by night.<n id="2" />

All the people who are determined to go and settle in Egypt will die from war, starvation, or disease. No one will survive or escape the disaster I will bring on them.&#8217;

Then say, &#8216;O <sc>Lordsc>, you have announced that you will destroy this place so that no people or animals live in it any longer. Certainly it will lie desolate forever!&#8217;

The <sc>Lordsc><n id="1" /> began to speak to him<n id="2" /> in the thirteenth year that Josiah son of Amon ruled over Judah.

<t /><p class="bodytext">Later the <sc>Lordsc> asked me, &#8220;What do you see, Jeremiah?&#8221; I answered, &#8220;I see a branch of an almond tree.&#8221;

<p class="bodytext">The <sc>Lordsc> again asked me, &#8220;What do you see?&#8221; I answered, &#8220;I see a pot of boiling water; it is tipped toward us from the north.&#8221;<n id="1" />

<p class="poetry">Go west<n id="1" /> across the sea to the coasts of Cyprus<n id="2" /> and see.p> <p class="poetry">Send someone east to Kedar<n id="3" /> and have them look carefully.p> <p class="poetry">See if such a thing as this has ever happened:p>

<p class="poetry">But where are the gods you made for yourselves?p> <p class="poetry">Let them save you when you are in trouble.p> <p class="poetry">The sad fact is that<n id="1" /> you have as many godsp> <p class="poetry">as you have towns, Judah.p>

<p class="poetry">&#8220;When this happens,&#8221;<n id="1" /> says the <sc>Lordsc>,p> <p class="poetry">&#8220;the king and his officials will lose their courage.p> <p class="poetry">The priests will be struck with horror,p> <p class="poetry">and the prophets will be speechless in astonishment.&#8221;p>

<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>

Do you think this temple I have claimed as my own<n id="1" /> is to be a hideout for robbers?<n id="2" /> You had better take note!<n id="3" /> I have seen for myself what you have done! says the <sc>Lordsc>.

But they did not listen to me or pay any attention to me. They followed the stubborn inclinations of their own wicked hearts. They acted worse and worse instead of better.<n id="1" />

I will put an end to the sounds of joy and gladness, or the glad celebration of brides and grooms throughout the towns of Judah and the streets of Jerusalem. For the whole land will become a desolate wasteland.&#8221;p>

This is in spite of the fact that<n id="1" /> the people of Judah have as many gods as they have towns<n id="2" /> and the citizens of Jerusalem have set up as many altars to sacrifice to that disgusting god, Baal, as they have streets in the city!&#8217;<n id="3" />

Many days later the <sc>Lordsc> said to me, &#8220;Go at once to Perath and get<n id="1" /> the shorts I ordered you to bury there.&#8221;

<p class="poetry">Why should you be like someone who is helpless,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">like a champion<n id="2" /> who cannot save anyone?p> <p class="poetry">You are indeed with us,<n id="3" />p> <p class="poetry">and we belong to you.<n id="4" />p> <p class="poetry">Do not abandon us!&#8221;p>

<p class="poetry">As your words came to me I drank them in,<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">and they filled my heart with joy and happinessp> <p class="poetry">because I belong to you.<n id="2" />p>

<p class="poetry">They will be like a shrub<n id="1" /> in the desert.p> <p class="poetry">They will not experience good things even when they happen.p> <p class="poetry">It will be as though they were growing in the desert,p> <p class="poetry">in a salt land where no one can live.p>

<p class="poetry">The person who gathers wealth by unjust meansp> <p class="poetry">is like the partridge that broods over eggs but does not hatch them.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">Before his life is half over he will lose his ill-gotten gains.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">At the end of his life it will be clear he was a fool.&#8221;<n id="3" />p>

<p class="poetry">But I have not pestered you to bring disaster.<n id="1" />p> <p class="poetry">I have not desired the time of irreparable devastation.<n id="2" />p> <p class="poetry">You know that.p> <p class="poetry">You are fully aware of every word that I have spoken.<n id="3" />p>