The Lord says that even if Moses and Samuel stood before him, his heart would not turn toward this people; let them go out from his presence. Those destined for death, to death; for the sword, to the sword; for famine, to famine; and for captivity, to captivity. Four kinds of destroyers will come against them: the sword, the dogs, the birds and the beasts. He will make them a horror because of what Manasseh the son of Hezekiah, king of Judah, did in Jerusalem. No one will have pity on Jerusalem. The Lord says he is weary of relenting and will winnow them with a winnowing fork. He has made their widows more numerous than the sand of the sea, and the mother of seven languishes.
Jeremiah cries: woe is me, my mother, that you bore me, a man of strife and contention to the whole land! I have not lent, nor have I borrowed, yet all curse me. The Lord promises to set him free for good. He asks whether anyone can break iron, iron from the north, and bronze, and announces that he will give their wealth as plunder.
Jeremiah prays again: you know, O Lord; remember me. Your words were found, and I ate them, and your words became to me a joy and the delight of my heart, for I am called by your name. I did not sit in the company of revelers; I sat alone, because your hand was upon me, for you had filled me with indignation. Why is my pain unceasing? Will you be to me like a deceitful brook, like waters that fail?
The Lord answers: if you return, I will restore you and you shall stand before me; if you utter what is precious and not worthless, you shall be as my mouth. They shall turn to you, but you shall not turn to them. I will make you a fortified wall of bronze; they will fight against you but not prevail, for I am with you to save you and deliver you.