Chapter 45.
The word that Jeremiah the prophet spake unto Beruk, the son of Neriah,
when he had written these words in a book at the mouth of Jeremiah, in the fourth
year of Jehoiakim, the son of Josiah, king of Judah, saying, Thus saith the
Lord, the God of Israel, unto thee, O Beruk.
Thou didst say, Woe is me now, for the Lord hath added grief to my
sorrow.
I fainted in my sighing, and I find no rest.
Thus shalt thou say unto him, The Lord saith thus, Behold, that which I have
built will I break down, and that which I have planted I will pluck up, even this
whole land.
And seekest thou great things for thyself?
Seek them not.
For behold, I will bring evil upon all flesh, saith the Lord.
But thy life will I give unto thee for a prey in all places whither thou goest.