Jeremiah 18:22
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Let a cry be heard from their houses when You suddenly bring raiders against them, for they have dug a pit to capture me and have hidden snares for my feet.
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O daughter of my people, dress yourselves in sackcloth and roll in ashes. Mourn with bitter wailing, as you would for an only son, for suddenly the destroyer will come upon us.
The proud hide a snare for me; the cords of their net are spread along the path, and lures are set out for me. Selah
a day of horn blast and battle cry against the fortified cities, and against the high corner towers.
Cry aloud, O Daughter of Gallim! Listen, O Laishah! O wretched Anathoth!
Then the Pharisees went out and conspired to trap Jesus in His words.
For I have heard the whispering of many: “Terror is on every side! Report him; let us report him!” All my trusted friends watch for my fall: “Perhaps he will be deceived so that we may prevail against him and take our vengeance upon him.”
For I hear a cry like a woman in labor, a cry of anguish like one bearing her first child— the cry of the Daughter of Zion gasping for breath, stretching out her hands to say, “Woe is me, for my soul faints before the murderers!”
Should good be repaid with evil? Yet they have dug a pit for me. Remember how I stood before You to speak good on their behalf, to turn Your wrath from them.
Those who seek my life lay snares; those who wish me harm speak destruction, plotting deceit all day long.