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Crying Jeremiah 2

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one How the Lord darkened in His wrath the daughter of Zion! He brought the beauty of Israel from heaven to earth and did not remember the footsteps of His feet on the day of His wrath.
2 The Lord destroyed all the dwellings of Jacob, did not spare, destroyed in a rage His fortifications the daughters of Judah, cast them to the ground, rejected the kingdom and its princes as unclean:
3 in the heat of wrath, he broke all the horns of Israel, took His right hand away from the enemy, and burned in Jacob like a scorching fire, devouring everything around him;
4 He pulled His bow like an enemy, directed His right hand, like an enemy, and killed everything that was desired for the eyes; on the tabernacle of the daughters of Zion, he poured out His fury like fire.
5 The Lord became like an enemy, destroyed Israel, ravaged all its halls, destroyed its fortifications and spread a lamentation and cry from the daughter of Judah.
6 And he took away his fence, as by the garden; ravaged His place of assembly, made the Lord forget in Zion the festivities and the Sabbath; and in indignation His anger rejected the king and the priest.
7 The Lord rejected his altar, turned his heart away from his sanctuary, and delivered into the hands of his enemies the walls of his halls; in the house of the Lord they were noisy, as on a festive day.
8 The Lord determined to destroy the wall of the daughter of Zion, extended a verb, did not reject His hand from ruin; destroyed external fortifications, and the walls together were destroyed.
nine Her gates fell into the ground; He destroyed and crushed their constipation; her king and her princes are among the Gentiles; the law did not become, and her prophets do not receive visions from the Lord.

10 The elders of the daughter of Zionova silently sit on the ground, dusted their heads with ashes, girded themselves with sackcloth; their virgins of Jerusalem lowered their heads to the earth.
eleven My eyes were exhausted from tears, my inside worried in me, my liver poured out on the ground from the death of the daughters of my people, when children and infants die from hunger in the middle of city streets.
12 They tell their mothers: `` where is the bread and wine? '', Dying, like the wounded, in the streets of the city, pouring their souls into the bosom of their mothers.
thirteen What can I tell you, with what to compare you, daughter of Jerusalem? what shall I liken you to comfort you, virgin, daughter of Zion? for thy wound is as great as the sea; who can heal you?
14 Your prophets proclaimed to you empty and false, and did not reveal your iniquity in order to avert your captivity, and false revelations have spoken to you and led you to exile.
fifteen Hands pass all the way for you, whistle and shake your head about the daughters of Jerusalem, saying: `` is this a city that was called the perfection of beauty, the joy of the whole earth? ''
sixteen All your enemies opened their mouths on you, whistle and grind their teeth, they say: `` we swallowed it, only this day we waited, we waited, we saw! ''
17 The Lord did that he determined, fulfilled his word, uttered in ancient days, ravaged without mercy and let the enemy rejoice over you, lifted up the horn of your enemies.
eighteen Their heart cries out to the Lord: the wall of the daughter of Zion! pour tears day and night with a stream, do not let yourself rest, do not let down your eyes.
nineteen Get up, call at night, at the beginning of each guard; pour out your heart like water before the face of the Lord; stretch out your hands to him about the soul of your children, dying of hunger in the corners of all streets.
twenty `Look, Lord, and see: to whom did you make women eat their fruit, babies fed by them? that the priest and the prophet be slain in the sanctuary of the Lord?
21 Children and elders lie on the ground in the streets; my virgins and my youths fell by the sword; You killed them on the day of Your wrath, stabbed them without mercy.
22 You called everywhere, like on a holiday, my horrors, and on the day of the wrath of the Lord no one was saved, no one survived; those who were nourished and raised by me, my enemy destroyed. ”

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