Yirmeyahu 14:1-9 ירמיהו י״ד:א׳-ט׳

The word of the Lord that came to Yirmeyahu concerning the droughts.

Yehuda mourns, and its gates languish in gloom to the ground; and the cry of Yerushalayim is gone up.

And their nobles have sent their little ones for water: they come to the pits, and find no water; they return with their vessels empty; they are ashamed and confounded, and cover their heads.

Because of the ground which is cracked, for there has been no rain on the earth, the ploughmen are ashamed, they cover their heads.

For the hind also calves in the field, and forsakes its young, because there is no grass.

And the wild asses stand in the high places, they snuff up the wind like jackals; their eyes fail, because there is no herbage.

O Lord, though our iniquities testify against us, do Thou it for Thy name’s sake: for our backslidings are many; we have sinned against Thee.

O the hope of Yisra᾽el, its saviour in time of trouble, why shouldst Thou be as a stranger in the land, and as a wayfaring man that turns aside to tarry for a night?

Why shouldst Thou be as a man surprised, as a mighty man that cannot save? yet Thou, O Lord, art in the midst of us, and we are called by Thy name; leave us not.