American Standard Version of 1901
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Wherefore hidest thou thy face,And holdest me for thine enemy?
Wilt thou harass a driven leaf?And wilt thou pursue the dry stubble?
For thou writest bitter things against me,And makest me to inherit the iniquities of my youth:
Thou puttest my feet also in the stocks,And markest all my paths;Thou settest a bound to the soles of my feet:
{Hebrew: And he is like.}Though I am like a rotten thing that consumeth,Like a garment that is moth-eaten.
Thou hidest thy face, they are troubled;Thou {Or, gatherest in}takest away their breath, they die,And return to their dust.
Remember not the sins of my youth, nor my transgressions:According to thy lovingkindness remember thou me,For thy goodness' sake, O Jehovah.
Then Pashhur smote Jeremiah the prophet, and put him in the stocks that were in the upper gate of Benjamin, which was in the house of Jehovah.
My flesh is clothed with worms and clods of dust;My skin {Or, is broken and become loathsome}closeth up, and breaketh out afresh.
They lie down alike in the dust,And the worm covereth them.
Behold, the Lord Jehovah will help me; who is he that shall condemn me? behold, all they shall wax old as a garment, the moth shall eat them up.
A third part of thee shall die with the pestilence, and with famine shall they be consumed in the midst of thee; and a third part shall fall by the sword round about thee; and a third part I will scatter unto all the winds, and will draw out a sword after them.