1 Kad priesteris Pašhurs, Īmera dēls, dzirdēja Jeremiju šos vārdus izsakām, 2 tad viņš lika nopērt Jeremiju un ielika to siekstā cietumā, kas bija Benjamīna vārtos, tie bija augšējie Tā Kunga namā. 3 Kad otrā rītā Pašhurs izlaida Jeremiju no siekstas, Jeremija sacīja viņam: "Tas Kungs sauks turpmāk tavu vārdu ne Pašhurs, bet Magor Misabib . 4 Jo tā saka Tas Kungs: redzi, Es tevi darīšu par briesmām tev pašam un visiem taviem draugiem! Tie kritīs no ienaidnieka zobena, tavām acīm to redzot. Visu Jūdu Es nodošu Bābeles ķēniņa rokās, viņš tos izvedīs uz Bābeli un tos nokaus ar zobenu. 5 Es nodošu arī visu šās pilsētas bagātību un īpašumu, un visus dārgumus, un visu Jūdas ķēniņu mantu viņu ienaidnieku rokās. Viņi visu to izlaupīs un aizvedīs uz Bābeli. 6 Un tu, Pašhur, un visi tava nama iedzīvotāji, jūs kritīsit gūstā, tevi aizvedīs uz Bābeli, tur tu nomirsi, un tur tevi apglabās un tāpat arī visus tavus draugus, kam tu sludināji melus!" 7 Tu, Kungs, pārliecināji mani, un es ļāvos pārliecināties, Tu mani uzvarēji, Tu biji stiprāks par mani! Bet es esmu kļuvis nepārtraukti par apsmieklu katru dienu, visi mani nievā un paļā! 8 Kad vien es runāju, man jāizsaucas un jākliedz: netaisnība un varmācība! - Tā Kunga vārds man sagādājis tikai apsmieklu un negodu katru dienu! 9 Bet, kad es apņemos: es nedomāšu vairs par Viņu un nerunāšu Viņa Vārdā, - tad ir tā, it kā manā sirdī degtu gaiša uguns, kas apņem arī visus manus kaulus. Un, kad es pūlējos to pārspēt, tad man trūka tam spēka! 10 Es dzirdu daudzus jau čukstam: visapkārt briesmas! Uzrādiet viņu! Apsūdzēsim viņu! - Visi mani draugi sagaida no manas puses kādu nepareizu rīcību: varbūt viņš ļaujas apmuļķot sevi un mēs varam viņam pieķerties; tad viņš ir mūsu rokās, un mēs varam viņam atriebties! 11 Bet Tas Kungs ir pie manis, stiprs un varens. Tādēļ mani vajātāji kritīs un nepanāks nekā. Tie redzēs sevi galīgi vīlušos esam, jo viņu nodoms neizdevās. Tiem būs mūžīgs negods, kas paliks neaizmirstams! 12 Tu, Kungs Cebaot, kas pārbaudi taisno, kas redzi īkstis un sirdis, parādi tiem Savu atriebību, jo es Tev uzticu savu lietu. 13 Dziediet Tam Kungam, slavējiet To Kungu! Jo Viņš izglāba nabaga cilvēka dzīvību no ļaundaru rokas! 14 Nolādēta lai ir tā diena, kad es piedzimu! Tā diena, kad māte mani dzemdēja, lai paliek bez svētības! 15 Nolādēts lai ir tas vīrs, kas atnesa manam tēvam vēsti, paziņodams: tev piedzima dēls! - un viņu ar to iepriecināja. 16 Šim vīram lai klājas tā kā tām pilsētām, ko Tas Kungs iznīcināja bez žēlastības. Lai tās rītā agri dzird vaimanas un pusdienas laikā kara troksni! 17 Kāpēc Tu tomēr nenogalināji mani jau mātes miesās! Tā būtu manas mātes klēpis mans kaps, un viņas miesas būtu palikušas mūžam grūtas! 18 Kādēļ man bija jānāk no mātes miesām pasaulē, lai redzētu grūtumus un sirdēstus un pavadītu savas mūža dienas ar kaunu?
Jeremiah's Conflict with Pashhur the Priest
1 When the priest Pashhur son of Immer, who was the chief officer of the Temple, heard me proclaim these things, 2 he had me beaten and placed in chains near the upper Benjamin Gate in the Temple. 3 The next morning, after Pashhur had released me from the chains, I said to him, “The Lord did not name you Pashhur. The name he has given you is ‘Terror Everywhere.’ 4 The Lord himself has said, ‘I am going to make you a terror to yourself and to your friends, and you will see them all killed by the swords of their enemies. I am going to put all the people of Judah under the power of the king of Babylonia; he will take some away as prisoners to his country and put others to death. 5 I will also let their enemies plunder all the wealth of this city and seize all its possessions and property, even the treasures of the kings of Judah, and carry everything off to Babylonia. 6 As for you, Pashhur, you and all your family will also be captured and taken off to Babylonia. There you will die and be buried, along with all your friends to whom you have told so many lies.’”
Jeremiah Complains to the Lord
7 Lord, you have deceived me,
and I was deceived.
You are stronger than I am,
and you have overpowered me.
Everyone makes fun of me;
they laugh at me all day long.
8 Whenever I speak, I have to cry out
and shout, “Violence! Destruction!”
Lord, I am ridiculed and scorned all the time
because I proclaim your message.
9 But when I say, “I will forget the Lord
and no longer speak in his name,”
then your message is like a fire
burning deep within me.
I try my best to hold it in,
but can no longer keep it back.
10 I hear everybody whispering,
“Terror is everywhere!
So let's report him to the authorities!”
Even my close friends wait for my downfall.
“Perhaps he can be tricked,” they say;
“then we can catch him and get revenge.”
11 But you, Lord, are on my side, strong and mighty,
and those who persecute me will fail.
They will be disgraced forever,
because they cannot succeed.
Their disgrace will never be forgotten.
12 But, Almighty Lord, you test people justly;
you know what is in their hearts and minds.
So let me see you take revenge on my enemies,
for I have placed my cause in your hands.
13 Sing to the Lord!
Praise the Lord!
He rescues the oppressed from the power of evil people.
14 Curse the day I was born!
Forget the day my mother gave me birth!
15 Curse the one who made my father glad
by bringing him the news,
“It's a boy! You have a son!”
16 May he be like those cities
that the Lord destroyed without mercy.
May he hear cries of pain in the morning
and the battle alarm at noon,
17 for not killing me before I was born.
Then my mother's womb would have been my grave.
18 Why was I born?
Was it only to have trouble and sorrow,
to end my life in disgrace?
