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ââJeremiah⏠â5:1â-âŹ31⏠âMSGâŹâŹ
[1-2] âPatrol Jerusalemâs streets. Look around. Take note. Search the market squares. See if you can find one man, one woman, A single soul who does what is right and tries to live a true life. I want to forgive that person.â Godâs Decree. âBut if all they do is say, âAs sure as God lives .âŻ.âŻ.âŻâ theyâre nothing but a bunch of liars.â [3-6] But you, God, you have an eye for truth, donât you? You hit them hard, but it didnât faze them. You disciplined them, but they refused correction. Hardheaded, harder than rock, they wouldnât change. Then I said to myself, âWell, these are just poor people. They donât know any better. They were never taught anything about God. They never went to prayer meetings. Iâll find some people from the best families. Iâll talk to them. Theyâll know whatâs going on, the way God works. Theyâll know the score.â But they were no better! Rebels all! Off doing their own thing. The invaders are ready to pounce and kill, like a mountain lion, a wilderness wolf, Panthers on the prowl. The streets arenât safe anymore. And why? Because the peopleâs sins are piled sky-high; their betrayals are past counting. [7-9] âWhy should I even bother with you any longer? Your children wander off, leaving me, Taking up with gods that arenât even gods. I satisfied their deepest needs, and then they went off with the âsacredâ whores, left me for orgies in sex shrines! A bunch of well-groomed, lusty stallions, each one pawing and snorting for his neighborâs wife. Do you think Iâm going to stand around and do nothing?â Godâs Decree. âDonât you think Iâll take serious measures against a people like this? [10-11] âGo down the rows of vineyards and rip out the vines, but not all of them. Leave a few. Prune back those vines! That growth didnât come from God! Theyâve betrayed me over and over again, Judah and Israel both.â Godâs Decree. [12-13] âTheyâve spread lies about God. Theyâve said, âThereâs nothing to him. Nothing bad will happen to us, neither famine nor war will come our way. The prophets are all windbags. They speak nothing but nonsense.ââ [14] Therefore, this is what God said to me, God-of-the-Angel-Armies: âBecause they have talked this way, they are going to eat those words. Watch now! Iâm putting my words as fire in your mouth. And the people are a pile of kindling ready to go up in flames. [15-17] âAttention! Iâm bringing a far-off nation against you, O house of Israel.â Godâs Decree. âA solid nation, an ancient nation, A nation that speaks another language. You wonât understand a word they say. When they aim their arrows, youâre as good as dead. Theyâre a nation of real fighters! Theyâll clean you out of house and home, rob you of crops and children alike. Theyâll feast on your sheep and cattle, strip your vines and fig trees. And the fortresses that made you feel so safeâ leveled with a stroke of the sword! [18-19] âEven then, as bad as it will beââGodâs Decree!ââit will not be the end of the world for you. And when people ask, âWhy did our God do all this to us?â you must say to them, âThis is back on you. Just as you left me and served foreign gods in your own country, so now you must serve foreigners in their own country.â [20-25] âTell the house of Jacob this, put out this bulletin in Judah: Listen to this, you scatterbrains, airheads, With eyes that see but donât really look, and ears that hear but donât really listen. Why donât you honor me? Why arenât you in awe before me? Yes, me, who made the shorelines to contain the ocean waters. I drew a line in the sand that cannot be crossed. Waves roll in but cannot get through; breakers crash but thatâs the end of them. But this peopleâwhat a people! Uncontrollable, untamable runaways. It never occurs to them to say, âHow can we honor our God with our lives, The God who gives rain in both spring and autumn and maintains the rhythm of the seasons, Who sets aside time each year for harvest and keeps everything running smoothly for us?â Of course you donât! Your bad behavior blinds you to all this. Your sins keep my blessings at a distance. [26-29] âMy people are infiltrated by wicked men, unscrupulous men on the hunt. They set traps for the unsuspecting. Their victims are innocent men and women. Their houses are stuffed with ill-gotten gain, like a hunterâs bag full of birds. Pretentious and powerful and rich, hugely obese, oily with rolls of fat. Worse, they have no conscience. Right and wrong mean nothing to them. They stand for nothing, stand up for no one, throw orphans to the wolves, exploit the poor. Do you think Iâll stand by and do nothing about this?â Godâs Decree. âDonât you think Iâll take serious measures against a people like this? * * * [30-31] âUnspeakable! Sickening! Whatâs happened in this country? Prophets preach lies and priests hire on as their assistants. And my people love it. They eat it up! But what will you do when itâs time to pick up the pieces?â

