Jeremiah 8:18-9:2

Holman Christian Standard Bible

Lament over Judah

¹⁸My joy has flown away;
grief has settled on me.
My heart is sick.^(A)
¹⁹Listen—the cry of my dear^[a] people
from a far away land,
“Is the Lord no longer in Zion,^(B)
her King not within her?”
Why have they provoked me to anger
with their carved images,
with their worthless foreign idols?^(C)
²⁰Harvest has passed, summer has ended,
but we have not been saved.
²¹I am broken by the brokenness
of my dear^[b] people.^(D)
I mourn; horror has taken hold of me.
²²Is there no balm in Gilead?^(E)
Is there no physician there?
So why has the healing of my dear^[c] people
not come about?

9 ^[d]If my head were a spring of water,
my eyes a fountain of tears,
I would weep day and night^(F)
over the slain of my dear^[e] people.
²^[f]If only I had a traveler’s lodging place
in the wilderness,
I would abandon my people
and depart from them,
for they are all adulterers,^(G)
a solemn assembly of treacherous people.^(H)