Jeremiah 12

1Righteous art thou, O Lord,

when I complain to thee;

yet I would plead my case before thee.

Why does the way of the wicked prosper?

Why do all who are treacherous thrive?

2Thou plantest them, and they take root;

they grow and bring forth fruit;

thou art near in their mouth

and far from their heart.

3But thou, O Lord, knowest me;

thou seest me, and triest my mind toward thee.

Pull them out like sheep for the slaughter,

and set them apart for the day of slaughter.

4How long will the land mourn,

and the grass of every field wither?

For the wickedness of those who dwell in it

the beasts and the birds are swept away,

because men said, "He will not see our latter end."

5"If you have raced with men on foot, and they have wearied you,

how will you compete with horses?

And if in a safe land you fall down,

how will you do in the jungle of the Jordan?

6For even your brothers and the house of your father,

even they have dealt treacherously with you;

they are in full cry after you;

believe them not,

though they speak fair words to you."

7"I have forsaken my house,

I have abandoned my heritage;

I have given the beloved of my soul

into the hands of her enemies.

8My heritage has become to me

like a lion in the forest,

she has lifted up her voice against me;

therefore I hate her.

9Is my heritage to me like a speckled bird of prey?

Are the birds of prey against her round about?

Go, assemble all the wild beasts;

bring them to devour.

10Many shepherds have destroyed my vineyard,

they have trampled down my portion,

they have made my pleasant portion

a desolate wilderness.

11They have made it a desolation;

desolate, it mourns to me.

The whole land is made desolate,

but no man lays it to heart.

12Upon all the bare heights in the desert

destroyers have come;

for the sword of the Lord devours

from one end of the land to the other;

no flesh has peace.

13They have sown wheat and have reaped thorns,

they have tired themselves out but profit nothing.

They shall be ashamed of theira harvests

because of the fierce anger of the Lord."