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Jeremiah 20
1 Now Pashur the son of Immer the priest, who was also chief
governor in the house of the LORD, heard that Jeremiah prophesied these things.
2 Then Pashur smote Jeremiah the prophet, and put him in the stocks
that were in the high gate of Benjamin, which was by the house of the LORD.
3 And it came to pass on the morrow, that Pashur brought forth
Jeremiah out of the stocks. Then said Jeremiah unto him, The LORD hath not
called thy name Pashur, but Magormissabib.
4 For thus saith the LORD, Behold, I will make thee a terror to
thyself, and to all thy friends: and they shall fall by the sword of their
enemies, and thine eyes shall behold it: and I will give all Judah into the hand
of the king of Babylon, and he shall carry them captive into Babylon, and shall
slay them with the sword.
5 Moreover I will deliver all the strength of this city, and all
the labours thereof, and all the precious things thereof, and all the treasures
of the kings of Judah will I give into the hand of their enemies, which shall
spoil them, and take them, and carry them to Babylon.
6 And thou, Pashur, and all that dwell in thine house shall go into
captivity: and thou shalt come to Babylon, and there thou shalt die, and shalt
be buried there, thou, and all thy friends, to whom thou hast prophesied lies.
7 O LORD, thou hast deceived me, and I was deceived; thou art
stronger than I, and hast prevailed: I am in derision daily, every one mocketh
me.
8 For since I spake, I cried out, I cried violence and spoil;
because the word of the LORD was made a reproach unto me, and a derision, daily.
9 Then I said, I will not make mention of him, nor speak any more
in his name. But his word was in mine heart as a burning fire shut up in my
bones, and I was weary with forbearing, and I could not stay.
10 For I heard the defaming of many, fear on every side. Report,
say they, and we will report it. All my familiars watched for my halting,
saying, Peradventure he will be enticed, and we shall prevail against him, and
we shall take our revenge on him.
11 But the LORD is with me as a mighty terrible one: therefore my
persecutors shall stumble, and they shall not prevail: they shall be greatly
ashamed; for they shall not prosper: their everlasting confusion shall never be
forgotten.
12 But, O LORD of hosts, that triest the righteous, and seest the
reins and the heart, let me see thy vengeance on them: for unto thee have I
opened my cause.
13 Sing unto the LORD, praise ye the LORD: for he hath delivered
the soul of the poor from the hand of evildoers.
14 Cursed be the day wherein I was born: let not the day wherein my
mother bare me be blessed.
15 Cursed be the man who brought tidings to my father, saying, A
man child is born unto thee; making him very glad.
16 And let that man be as the cities which the LORD overthrew, and
repented not: and let him hear the cry in the morning, and the shouting at
noontide;
17 Because he slew me not from the womb; or that my mother might
have been my grave, and her womb to be always great with me.
18 Wherefore came I forth out of the womb to see labour and sorrow,
that my days should be consumed with shame?
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