Jeremiah 6 ©
The enemies sent against Judah are eager to fall upon her. God directeth the siege because of her sins. The prophet lamenteth the evils that would follow from the corrupt manners that prevailed: he proclaimeth God's judgments: he calleth the people to mourn for the impending calamities.
O YE achildren of Benjamin, gather yourselves to flee out of the midst of Jerusalem, and bblow the trumpet in Tekoa, and set up a sign of fire in cBeth-haccerem: for devil appeareth out of the north, and great destruction.
I have likened the daughter of Zion to 1a comely and delicate woman.
The shepherds with their flocks shall come unto her; ethey shall pitch their tents against her round about; they shall feed every one in his place.
rTo whom shall I speak, and give warning, that they may hear? behold, stheir ear is uncircumcised, and they cannot hearken: behold, tthe word of the LORD is unto them a reproach; they have no delight in it.
Therefore uI am full of the fury of the LORD; I am weary with holding in: vI will pour it out upon wthe children *abroad, and upon the assembly of young men together: for xeven the husband with the wife shall be taken, the aged with him that is full of days.
Were they dashamed when they had committed abomination? nay, they were not at all ashamed, neither could they blush: therefore ethey shall fall among them that fall: at the time that I visit them they shall be cast down, saith the LORD.
Thus saith the LORD, fStand ye in the ways, and see, gand ask for the old paths, where is the good way, hand walk therein, and ye shall ifind rest for your souls. But they said, We will not walk therein.
Therefore thus saith the LORD, Behold, sI will lay stumblingblocks before this people, and the fathers and the sons together shall fall upon them; the neighbour and his friend shall perish.
They vshall lay hold on bow and spear; they are cruel, and have no mercy; their voice roareth like the sea; and they ride upon horses, set in array as men for war against thee, O daughter of Zion.
¶O daughter of my people, a*gird thee with sackcloth, and bwallow thyself in ashes: make thee mourning, as for an only son, most bitter lamentation: for the spoiler shall suddenly come upon us.