4 The Lord proclaims: I’m going to strike panic into your heart and into the hearts of your friends. You will watch as they fall in battle to their enemies. I will hand over all Judah to the king of Babylon, who will exile some to Babylon and slaughter others.
5 I will hand over all the wealth of this city, all its goods and valuables, including the treasures of the kings of Judah, to their enemies, who will ransack and pillage and carry it all off to Babylon.
6 And you, Pashhur, and all those in your household, will go into captivity. You will be deported to Babylon where you will die. There you will be buried with all your friends to whom you prophesied falsely."
7 Lord, you enticed me, and I was taken in.You were too strong for me, and you prevailed.Now I’m laughed at all the time;everyone mocks me.
8 Every time I open my mouth, I cry outand say, "Violence and destruction!"The Lord’s word has brought menothing but insult and injury, constantly.
9 I thought, I’ll forget him;I’ll no longer speak in his name.But there’s an intense fire in my heart,trapped in my bones.I’m drained trying to contain it;I’m unable to do it.
10 I hear many whispering—"Panic Lurks Everywhere!—proclaim, yes, let’s proclaim it ourselves!"All my friends are waiting for me to stumble:"Perhaps he can be enticed.Then we’ll prevail against himand get our revenge on him!"