Jeremiah 18

The Potter's House

1This is the word that came to Jeremiah from the Lord :

2“Get up, and go down to the potter's house, and there I will reveal my words to you.”

3So I went down to the potter's house, and he was making something on the wheel.

4But the pot he was forming out of the clay was ruined as he shaped it with his hands, so the potter formed it into a different pot, whatever he saw fit to make.

5Then the word of the Lord came to me.

13Therefore this is what the Lord says.

Ask among the nations,

“Who has ever heard anything like this?”

Virgin Israel has done a most terrible thing.

14Does the snow of Lebanon ever disappear from its rocky slopes?

Does cold water flowing from a long distance ever run dry?

15Yet my people have forgotten me.

They burn incense to false gods,

that make them stumble in their ways,

in the ancient paths.

They walk on side roads,

on roads not built up.

16They make their land something horrible,

a target of lasting contempt.

Everyone who passes by will be horrified and shake his head.

17I will scatter them in front of their enemies like the east wind.

I will show them my back and not my face on the day of their calamity.

A Plot Against Jeremiah

18Some people said, “Come on! Let's make plans against Jeremiah, because the law will not vanish from the priest, nor guidance from the wise, nor the word from the prophet. Come on, let's attack him with words and pay no attention to anything he says.”

19Listen to me, Lord .

Listen to what my opponents are saying.

20Should good be repaid with evil?

Yet they have dug a pit for me.

Remember how I stood before you to speak on their behalf,

to turn your anger from them.

21Therefore, hand their children over to famine,

and hand them over to the power of the sword.

Let their wives become childless widows.

Let their men be put to death,

and their young men be struck in battle by the sword.

22Let a cry be heard from their houses

when you suddenly bring marauders against them,

because they have dug a pit to capture me

and have hidden snares for my feet.

23But you, Lord , are aware of all their plots to kill me.

Do not forgive their guilt.

Do not blot out their sin from your sight.

Let them be overthrown in your presence.

Deal with them in the time of your anger.

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