Jeremiah 14

Great(i) 1 The worde of the Lorde shewed vnto Ieremy, concernynge the derth of the frutes. 2 Iuda hath mourned, his gates are desolate: they are broughte to heuynesse euen vnto the grounde, & the crye of Ierusalem goeth vp. 3 The lordes sent theyr seruauntes to fetch water, & when they came to the welles, they dyd fynde no water, but caried their vessels home emptie. They be ashamed & confounded, & couer theyr heades. 4 For the grounde is dryed vp, because there commeth no rayne vpon it. The plowmen also be ashamed, & couer theyr heades. 5 The Hynde also forsoke the yonge fawne, that he brought forth in the felde, because there was no grasse. 6 The wylde Asses dyd stande in the hye places, and drewe in theyr wynde lyke the dragons, theyr eyes dyd fayle for want of grasse. 7 Doutles oure awne wyckednes doth rewarde vs. But lorde do thou accordyng to thy name, though oure transgressyons & synnes be many, and agenst the haue we synned. 8 For thou art the comfort & helpe of Israel in the tyme of trouble. Why wilt thou be as a straunger in the lande, & as one that goeth ouer the felde, & commeth in only to remayne for a nyght? 9 Why wilt thou make thy selfe a cowarde, & as it were a gyaunt that yet maye not helpe? For thou (O Lorde) art in the myddest of vs, & thy name is called vpon of vs: forsake vs not. 10 Thus hath the Lord sayd vnto this people: seyng they haue had suche a lust to wander abrode, & haue not refrayned theyr fete, & therfore displeased the Lord: but he wyll now bringe agayne to remembraunce all their mysdedes, & ponyshe all theyr synnes. 11 Yee, euen thus sayde the Lorde vnto me: Thou shalt not praye to do thys people good. 12 For though they fast, I wil not heare their praiers and though thei offre burntoffringes & sacrifyces, yet wyll not I accepte them. For I will destroye them with the sweard, honger & pestilence. 13 Then answered I: O Lorde God, the prophetes saye vnto them: Tush, ye shall nede to feare no sweard & no honger shall come vpon you, but the Lorde shall geue you contynuall rest in this place. 14 And the Lorde sayde vnto me: The prophetes preach lyes in my name, where as I haue not sent them, nether gaue I them eny charge, nether dyd I speake vnto them: yet they preach vnto you false visions, charming, vanite, & disceatfulnes of their awne herte. 15 Therfore, thus sayeth the Lord. As for those prophetes that preach in my name (whom I neuerthelesse haue not sent) & that saye: Tush, there shall no swerde ner honger be in this land. With swearde & with honger shall those prophetes perysh, 16 & the people to whom they preache shalbe cast out of Ierusalem, dye of honger, & be slayne wt the swearde, (& there shalbe no man to burye them) both they & theyr wyues, theyr sonnes and theyr daughters. For thus wyll I poure theyr wyckednesse vpon them. 17 Thys shalt thou say also vnto them. Myne eyes shall wepe without ceassynge daye & nyght. For my people shalbe destroyed wt greate harme, & shall perysh with a greate plage. 18 For yf I go into the felde, lo, it lyeth all full of slayne men. If I come into the cytie, lo, they be all famyshed of honger. Yee, theyr prophetes also & prestes shalbe led into an vnknowne lande. 19 Hast thou then vtterly forsaken Iuda? Dost thou so abhorre Syon? Or hast thou so plaged vs, that we can be healed nomore? We loked for peace, and there commeth no good: for the tyme of health, and lo, here is nothing but trouble. 20 We knowledge (o Lorde) all our mysdedes, & the synnes of our fathers, that we haue offended the. 21 Be not displeased, (O Lorde) for thy names sake, forget not thy louing kyndnesse. Remembre the throne of thyne honoure, breake not the couenaunt, that thou hast made wt vs. 22 Are there eny amonge the goddes of the Gentyles, that sende rayne or geue the showers of heauen? Or may the heuens drope rayne without thy commaundement? Dost not thou it, O Lorde our God, in whom we trust? Yee Lorde, thou dost all these thynges.