And Pashhurוַ פַּשְׁחוּרsonבֶּןof Immer,אִמֵּרthe priest,הַכֹּהֵןheardיִּשְׁמַע—and heוְהוּאwas chiefנָגִידoverseerפָקִידin the houseבְּבֵיתof YHWH—יְהוָהJeremiahאֶת יִרְמְיָהוּprophesyingנִבָּאtheseהָאֵלֶּהthings.אֶת הַדְּבָרִים
And Pashhurוַ פַשְׁחוּרstruckיַּכֶּהJeremiahאֵת יִרְמְיָהוּthe prophet,הַנָּבִיאand putוַיִּתֵּןhimאֹתוֹin the stocksעַל הַמַּהְפֶּכֶתthat wereאֲשֶׁרin the gateבְּשַׁעַרof Benjamin,בִּנְיָמִןthe upper one,הָעֶלְיוֹןwhich wasאֲשֶׁרin the houseבְּבֵיתof YHWH.יְהוָה
And it happenedוַיְהִיon the next dayמִמָּחֳרָתthat Pashhurוַ פַשְׁחוּרbroughtיֹּצֵאJeremiahאֶת יִרְמְיָהוּout ofמִןthe stocks,הַמַּהְפָּכֶתand Jeremiahוַ יִרְמְיָהוּsaidיֹּאמֶרto him,אֵלָיו“Notלֹא‘Pashhur’פַשְׁחוּרhas YHWHיְהוָהcalledקָרָאyour name,שְׁמֶךָbutכִּי אִם‘Terrorמָגוֹרon Every Side.’מִסָּבִיב
ForכִּיthusכֹהsaysאָמַרYHWH:יְהוָהLook, Iהִנְנִיam making youנֹתֶנְךָa terrorלְמָגוֹרto yourselfלְךָand to allוּלְכָלyour friends;אֹהֲבֶיךָand they will fallוְנָפְלוּby the swordבְּחֶרֶבof their enemies,אֹיְבֵיהֶםand your eyesוְעֵינֶיךָwill see it;רֹאוֹתand allוְאֶת כָּלJudahיְהוּדָהI will giveאֶתֵּןinto the handבְּיַדof the kingמֶלֶךְof Babylon,בָּבֶלand he will carry them into exileוְהִגְלָםto Babylon,בָּבֶלָהand he will strike themוְהִכָּםwith the sword.בֶּחָרֶב
And I will giveוְנָתַתִּיallאֶת כָּלthe wealthחֹסֶןof this cityהָעִיר הַזֹּאתand allוְאֶת כָּלthe fruit of its laborיְגִיעָהּand allוְאֶת כָּלits precious things;יְקָרָהּand allוְאֵת כָּלthe treasuresאוֹצְרוֹתof the kingsמַלְכֵיof JudahיְהוּדָהI will giveאֶתֵּןinto the handבְּיַדof their enemies,אֹיְבֵיהֶםand they will plunder themוּבְזָזוּםand take themוּלְקָחוּםand bring themוֶהֱבִיאוּםto Babylon.בָּבֶלָה
And you,וְאַתָּהPashhur,פַשְׁחוּרand allוְכֹלwho liveיֹשְׁבֵיin your houseבֵיתֶךָwill goתֵּלְכוּinto captivity;בַּשֶּׁבִיand to Babylonוּבָבֶלyou will come,תָּבוֹאand thereוְשָׁםyou will die,תָּמוּתand thereוְשָׁםyou will be buried,תִּקָּבֵרyouאַתָּהand allוְכָלyour friends,אֹהֲבֶיךָto whomאֲשֶׁר לָהֶםyou have prophesiedנִבֵּאתָfalsely.”בַּשָּׁקֶר
You seduced me,פִּתִּיתַנִיYHWH,יְהוָהand I let myself be seduced;וָאֶפָּתyou were stronger than Iחֲזַקְתַּנִיand prevailed;וַתּוּכָלI have becomeהָיִיתִיa laughingstockלִשְׂחוֹקallכָּלday long;הַיּוֹםeveryoneכֻּלֹּהmocksלֹעֵגme.לִי
ForכִּיwheneverמִדֵּיI speak,אֲדַבֵּרI cry out;אֶזְעָק“Violenceחָמָסand destruction!”וָשֹׁדI proclaim;אֶקְרָאforכִּיthe wordדְבַרof YHWHיְהוָהhas becomeהָיָהfor meלִיa reproachלְחֶרְפָּהand a derisionוּלְקֶלֶסallכָּלday long.הַיּוֹם
And I said,וְאָמַרְתִּי“I will notלֹאremember himאֶזְכְּרֶנּוּorוְלֹאspeakאֲדַבֵּרany moreעוֹדin his name.”בִּשְׁמוֹBut there wasוְהָיָהin my heartבְלִבִּיas it were a fireכְּאֵשׁburning,בֹּעֶרֶתshut upעָצֻרin my bones,בְּעַצְמֹתָיand I am wearyוְנִלְאֵיתִיof holding it in,כַּלְכֵלand I cannot.וְלֹא אוּכָל
ForכִּיI have heardשָׁמַעְתִּיthe whisperingדִּבַּתof many:רַבִּים“Terrorמָגוֹרon every side!מִסָּבִיבDenounce him,הַגִּידוּand let us denounce him!”וְנַגִּידֶנּוּAllכֹּלthe menאֱנוֹשׁof my peace,שְׁלוֹמִיwatchingשֹׁמְרֵיfor my stumbling,צַלְעִיsay,“Perhapsאוּלַיhe will let himself be seduced,יְפֻתֶּהand we will prevailוְנוּכְלָהover him,לוֹand we will takeוְנִקְחָהour vengeanceנִקְמָתֵנוּon him.”מִמֶּנּוּ
But YHWHוַיהוָהis with meאוֹתִיlike a dreadfulעָרִיץmighty man;כְּגִבּוֹרthereforeעַל כֵּןmy persecutorsרֹדְפַיwill stumbleיִכָּשְׁלוּand will notוְלֹאprevail;יֻכָלוּthey will be greatlyמְאֹדashamed,בֹּשׁוּforכִּיthey have notלֹאsucceeded;הִשְׂכִּילוּtheir eternalעוֹלָםignominyכְּלִמַּתwill notלֹאbe forgotten.תִשָּׁכֵחַ
But YHWHוַיהוָהTsevaot,צְבָאוֹתwho testsבֹּחֵןthe righteous,צַדִּיקwho seesרֹאֶהthe kidneysכְלָיוֹתand the heart,וָלֵבlet me seeאֶרְאֶהyour vengeanceנִקְמָתְךָon them,מֵהֶםforכִּיto youאֵלֶיךָI have laid openגִּלִּיתִיmy cause.אֶת רִיבִי
Singשִׁירוּto YHWH,לַיהוָהpraiseהַלְלוּYHWH,אֶת יְהוָהforכִּיhe has rescuedהִצִּילthe soulאֶת נֶפֶשׁof the needyאֶבְיוֹןfrom the handמִיַּדof evildoers.מְרֵעִים
Cursed beאָרוּרthe dayהַיּוֹםon whichאֲשֶׁר בּוֹI was born!יֻלַּדְתִּיThe dayיוֹםwhenאֲשֶׁרmy motherאִמִּיbore me,יְלָדַתְנִיlet it notאַלbeיְהִיblessed!בָרוּךְ
Cursed beאָרוּרthe manהָאִישׁwhoאֲשֶׁרbrought the newsבִּשַּׂרto my father,אֶת אָבִיsaying,לֵאמֹר“A sonבֵּןis bornיֻלַּדto you,לְךָa male!”זָכָרmaking him very glad.שַׂמֵּחַ שִׂמֳּחָהוּ
And letוְthat manהָאִישׁ הַהוּאbeהָיָהlike the citiesכֶּעָרִיםthatאֲשֶׁרYHWHיְהוָהoverthrewהָפַךְand did notוְלֹאrelent;נִחָםand let him hearוְשָׁמַעa cryזְעָקָהin the morningבַּבֹּקֶרand a war cryוּתְרוּעָהat the timeבְּעֵתof noon,צָהֳרָיִם
becauseאֲשֶׁרhe did notלֹאkill meמוֹתְתַנִיfrom the womb,מֵרָחֶםso that my motherוַ אִמִּיwould have beenתְּהִיto meלִיmy grave,קִבְרִיand her wombוְרַחְמָהֿpregnantהֲרַתforever.עוֹלָם
Whyלָמָּה זֶּהdid I come outיָצָאתִיfrom the wombמֵרֶחֶםto seeלִרְאוֹתsufferingעָמָלand sorrow,וְיָגוֹןand that my daysוַ יָמָיshould be consumedיִּכְלוּin shame?בְּבֹשֶׁת