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looked for some sign of man, and in vain; the very birds in heaven had all taken flight. (Jeremiah 4, 25)
At his sentence, earth should mourn and heaven grow dark with sorrow, yet of his decree there should be no repenting; he would not go back from it. (Jeremiah 4, 28)
Arrow and shield✻ they ply, and their hard hearts pity none; loud their battle-cry as the roaring of the sea. So they ride on, as warriors ride, poor Sion, thy enemies. (Jeremiah 6, 23)
See the children gathering sticks, the father lighting a fire, the mother kneading dough, and all to make cakes for the queen of heaven! See how they offer libation to alien gods, to despite me! (Jeremiah 7, 18)
Listen I never so attentively, wholesome word I hear none; never a man that repents of his sin, asks himself what his life has been. No, each one follows his own bent, reckless as war-horse charging into battle. (Jeremiah 8, 6)
No place on earth or under heaven, you must tell the nations, for gods that could fashion neither heaven nor earth.✻ (Jeremiah 10, 11)
Sick at heart and faint she lies, that seven sons had borne; her noon is night, her hopes and her pride gone; and all that she has left, the Lord says, shall fall a prey to the sword in battle. (Jeremiah 15, 9)
Henceforth leave their children to famish, or give them up to butchery; may their wives be childless widows, their grown men die of pestilence, their young men by the sword-thrust in battle; (Jeremiah 18, 21)
all the houses in it, and yonder palace where the kings of Juda reigned, as Topheth unclean; it was there, on the roof-tops, they sacrificed to all the host of heaven, and made offering to alien gods. (Jeremiah 19, 13)
For that good news, be he rewarded with the noise of battle-cry at morn, dirge at noon, like some city the Lord overthrows in anger unrelenting! (Jeremiah 20, 16)
Where, he would know, will you hide so close that he is not watching you, he, the Lord, that fills heaven and earth? (Jeremiah 23, 24)
So many prophets before thy day and mine, so many nations, such proud empires their theme, and all alike told of battle, of distress, of famine; (Jeremiah 28, 8)
