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13.16 :And before your feet stumble
 * Upon the mountains of twilight,
 * And, while ye look for light,
 * He turn it into the shadow of death,
 * And make it gross darkness.
 * But if ye will not hear it,
 * My soul shall weep in secret for your pride;
 * And mine eyes shall weep sore, and run down with tears,
 * Because the flock is carried away captive.


 * Say thou unto the king and to the queen-mother:
 * 'Sit ye down low;
 * For your headtires are come down,
 * Even your beautiful crown.'
 * The cities of the South are shut up,
 * And there is none to open them;
 * Judah is carried away captive all of it;
 * It is wholly carried away captive.


 * Lift up your eyes, and behold
 * Them that come from the north;
 * Where is the flock that was given thee,
 * Thy beautiful flock?
 * What wilt thou say, when He shall set the friends over thee as head,
 * Whom thou thyself hast trained against thee?
 * Shall not pangs take hold of thee,
 * As of a woman in travail?
 * And if thou say in thy heart:
 * 'Wherefore are these things befallen me?'—
 * For the greatness of thine iniquity are thy skirts uncovered,
 * And thy heels suffer violence.
 * Can the Ethiopian change his skin,
 * Or the leopard his spots?
 * Then may ye also do good,
 * That are accustomed to do evil.
 * Therefore will I scatter them, as the stubble that passeth away
 * By the wind of the wilderness.
 * This is thy lot, the portion measured unto thee from Me,
 * Saith the ;
 * Because thou hast forgotten Me,
 * And trusted in falsehood.
 * Therefore will I also uncover thy skirts upon thy face,
 * And thy shame shall appear.
 * Thine adulteries, and thy neighings, the lewdness of thy harlotry,
 * On the hills in the field have I seen thy detestable acts.
 * Woe unto thee, O Jerusalem! thou wilt not be made clean!
 * When shall it ever be?

The word of the that came to Jeremiah concerning the droughts.


 * Judah mourneth, and the gates thereof languish,
 * They bow down in black unto the ground;
 * And the cry of Jerusalem is gone up.
 * And their nobles send their lads for water:
 * They come to the pits, and find no water;
 * Their vessels return empty;
 * They are ashamed and confounded, and cover their heads.
 * Because of the ground which is cracked,
 * For there hath been no rain in the land,
 * The plowmen are ashamed, they cover their heads.
 * Yea, the hind also in the field calveth, and forsaketh her young,
 * Because there is no grass,
 * And the wild asses stand on the high hills,
 * They gasp for air like jackals;
 * Their eyes fail, because there is no herbage.