Jeremiah 15:16-18

Holman Christian Standard Bible

¹⁶ Your words were found, and I ate them.^(A)
Your words became a delight to me
and the joy of my heart,
for I am called by Your name,^(B)
Yahweh God of Hosts.
¹⁷ I never sat with the band of revelers,
and I did not celebrate with them.
Because Your hand was on me, I sat alone,^(C)
for You filled me with indignation.
¹⁸ Why has my pain become unending,
my wound incurable,^(D)
refusing to be healed?
You truly have become like a mirage to me—
water that is not reliable.