Jeremiah 8:18-20

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Jeremiah eight,
eighteen through twenty

When I would
comfort myself
against sorrow,

my heart
is faint
in me.

Behold the voice
of the cry

of the daughter
of my people

because of them
that dwell
in a far country:

Is not
the LORD
in Zion?

is not
her king
in her?

Why have they
provoked me
to anger

with their
graven images,

and with
strange vanities?

The harvest
is past,

the summer
is ended,

and we
are not
saved.

Jeremiah chapter eight,
verses eighteen
through twenty

When I would
comfort myself
against sorrow,

my heart
is faint
in me.

Behold the voice
of the cry

of the daughter
of my people

because of them
that dwell
in a far country:

Is not
the LORD
in Zion?

is not
her king
in her?

Why have they
provoked me
to anger

with their
graven images,

and with
strange vanities?

The harvest
is past,

the summer
is ended,

and we
are not
saved.

The book of Jeremiah
chapter eight,
verses eighteen
through twenty

When I would
comfort myself
against sorrow,

my heart
is faint
in me.

Behold the voice
of the cry

of the daughter
of my people

because of them
that dwell
in a far country:

Is not
the LORD
in Zion?

is not
her king
in her?

Why have they
provoked me
to anger

with their
graven images,

and with
strange vanities?

The harvest
is past,

the summer
is ended,

and we
are not
saved.