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Early I sent them to your doors, the prophets that were servants of mine, bidding you come back from your straying, and shape your thoughts anew; have recourse no longer to the worship of alien gods, if you would dwell securely in this land, my gift to you and to your fathers; but you gave me neither heed nor hearing. (Jeremiah 35, 15)
Early to your doors I sent those prophets that were servants of mine, bidding you leave off such foul doings of yours, doings most hateful to me; (Jeremiah 44, 4)
For woe, not for weal, these eyes of mine shall watch over them, till sword and famine have done their work, and Jew in Egypt is none. (Jeremiah 44, 27)
To Juda from Egypt they shall return, such few as have escaped the sword’s point, and the remnant that took refuge here shall learn to their cost whose prophecy was fulfilled, theirs or mine. (Jeremiah 44, 28)
a time is coming now, the Lord says, when I mean to send certain stewards of mine that shall tilt those jars; draw wine, drain goblet, and break jar to pieces! (Jeremiah 48, 12)
mine to strip Esau bare, dig up his lairs till there is no hiding in them. The whole brood of him must be destroyed, never a kinsman or neighbour left, that will say,✻ (Jeremiah 49, 10)
See how lion from the fens of Jordan sallies out against yonder protected fold! Not less sudden the alarm shall be;✻ and the flock shall have a master of my own choosing. Match for me is none, there is none dare implead me, no rival shepherd may challenge a claim like mine! (Jeremiah 49, 19)
See how lion from the fens of Jordan sallies out against yonder protected fold! Not less sudden the alarm shall be; and the flock shall have a master of my own choosing. Match for me is none, there is none dare implead me, no rival shepherd may challenge a claim like mine! (Jeremiah 50, 44)
winnowers of mine shall reach Babylon and fall to winnowing it, till all the heaps are gone; an ill day for Babylon, cut off on every side. (Jeremiah 51, 2)
Look well, you that pass by, and say if there was ever grief like this grief of mine; never a grape on the vineyard left to glean, when the Lord’s threat of vengeance is fulfilled.✻ (Lamentations 1, 12)
Pray you, should I not weep? Fountains these eyes are, that needs must flow; comforter is none at hand, that should revive my spirits. Lost to me, all those sons of mine, outmatched by their enemy. (Lamentations 1, 16)
Cry out for mercy as I will, prayer of mine wins no audience; (Lamentations 3, 8)
