The following message came to Jeremiah from the LORD:

For thus says the LORD, the God of Israel: Write all the words I have spoken to you in a book.

For thus says the LORD: Incurable is your wound, grievous your bruise;
There is none to plead your cause, no remedy for your running sore, no healing for you.

All your lovers have forgotten you, they do not seek you.
I struck you as an enemy would strike, punished you cruelly;
Why cry out over your wound? your pain is without relief.
Because of your great guilt, your numerous sins, I have done this to you.

Thus says the LORD:
See! I will restore the tents of Jacob, his dwellings I will pity;
City shall be rebuilt upon hill, and palace restored as it was.
From them will resound songs of praise, the laughter of happy men.
I will make them not few, but many; they will not be tiny, for I will glorify them.
His sons shall be as of old, his assembly before me shall stand firm;
I will punish all his oppressors.
His leader shall be one of his own, and his rulers shall come from his kin.
When I summon him, he shall approach me; how else should one take the deadly risk of approaching me? says the LORD.

You shall be my people, and I will be your God.