Blessed Are They Who Mourn
For they will be comfortedJeremiah 14:17-22
"Let my eyes stream with tears/night and day, without rest,/Over the great destruction which overwhelms/the virgin daughter of my people,/over her incurable wound./If I walk out into the field,/look! those slain by the sword;/If I enter the city,/look! victims of famine./Both prophet and priest ply their trade/in a land they do not know.
"Have you really cast Judah off?/Is Zion loathsome to you?/Why have you struck us a blow/that cannot be healed./We wait for peace, to no avail;/for a time of healing, but terror comes instead./We recognize our wickedness, Lord,/the guilt of our ancestors:/we have sinned against you./Do not reject us, for your name’s sake,/do not disgrace your glorious throne./Remember! Do not break your covenant with us./Among the idols of the nations are there any that give rain?/Or can the mere heavens send showers?/Is it not you, Lord,/our God, to whom we look?/You alone do all these things."