How frequently did they go against him in the waste land, and give him cause for grief in the dry places!

How he had done his signs in Egypt, and his wonders in the field of Zoan;

O Lord God of armies, how long will your wrath be burning against the rest of your people?

How dear are your tents, O Lord of armies!

How long, O Lord, will you Keep yourself for ever from our eyes? how long will your wrath be burning like fire?

See how short my time is; why have you made all men for no purpose?

Keep in mind, O Lord, the shame of your servants, and how the bitter words of all the people have come into my heart;

How long will sinners, O Lord, how long will sinners have joy over us?

O Lord, how great is the number of your works! in wisdom you have made them all; the earth is full of the things you have made.

How may a young man make his way clean? by guiding it after your word.

See how great is my desire for your orders: give me life in your righteousness.

How short is the life of your servant! when will you give your decision against those who are attacking me?

How sweet are your sayings to my taste! truly, they are sweeter than honey in my mouth!

See how great is my love for your orders: give me life, O Lord, in keeping with your mercy.

See how good and how pleasing it is for brothers to be living together in harmony!

How may we give the Lord's song in a strange land?

O Lord, keep in mind against the children of Edom the day of Jerusalem; how they said, Let it be uncovered, uncovered even to its base.

Where may I go from your spirit? how may I go in flight from you?

How dear are your thoughts to me, O God! how great is the number of them!

How long, you simple ones, will foolish things be dear to you? and pride a delight to the haters of authority? how long will the foolish go on hating knowledge?

And you will say, How was teaching hated by me, and my heart put no value on training;

How long will you be sleeping, O hater of work? when will you get up from your sleep?

If the upright man is rewarded on earth, how much more the evil-doer and the sinner!

Before the Lord are the underworld and destruction: how much more, then, the hearts of the children of men!

A man has joy in the answer of his mouth: and a word at the right time, how good it is!

How much better it is to get wisdom than gold! and to get knowledge is more to be desired than silver.

How will money in the hand of the foolish get him wisdom, seeing that he has no sense?

The spirit of a man will be his support when he is ill; but how may a broken spirit be lifted up?

All the brothers of the poor man are against him: how much more do his friends go far from him! ...

A man's steps are of the Lord; how then may a man have knowledge of his way?

The offering of evil-doers is disgusting: how much more when they give it with an evil purpose!

To make you see how certain are true words, so that you may give a true answer to those who put questions to you?

There is a generation, O how full of pride are their eyes! O how their brows are lifted up!

Of the wise man, as of the foolish man, there is no memory for ever, seeing that those who now are will have gone from memory in the days to come. See how death comes to the wise as to the foolish!

So again, if two are sleeping together they are warm, but how may one be warm by himself?

Your heart has knowledge how frequently others have been cursed by you.

How fair is your love, my sister! How much better is your love than wine, and the smell of your oils than any perfume!

I have put off my coat; how may I put it on? My feet are washed; how may I make them unclean?

How beautiful are your feet in their shoes, O king's daughter! The curves of your legs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a good workman:

How beautiful and how sweet you are, O love, for delight.

Come now, and let us have an argument together, says the Lord: how may your sins which are red like blood be white as snow? how may their dark purple seem like wool?

Then I said, Lord, how long? And he said in answer, Till the towns are waste and unpeopled, and the houses have no men, and the land becomes completely waste,

That you will take up this bitter song against the king of Babylon, and say, How has the cruel overseer come to an end! He who was lifted up in pride is cut off;

How great is your fall from heaven, O shining one, son of the morning! How are you cut down to the earth, low among the dead bodies!

We have had word of the pride of Moab, how great it is; how he is lifted up in pride and passion: his high words about himself are false.

The chiefs of Zoan are completely foolish; the wisest guides of Pharaoh have become like beasts: how do you say to Pharaoh, I am the son of the wise, the offspring of early kings?

The word about Edom. A voice comes to me from Seir, Watchman, how far gone is the night? how far gone is the night?

How then may you put to shame the least of my master's servants? and you have put your hope in Egypt for war-carriages and horsemen:

Has it not come to your ears how I did it long before, purposing it in times long past? Now I have given effect to my design, so that by you strong towns might be turned into masses of broken walls.

O Lord, keep in mind how I have been true to you with all my heart, and have done what is good in your eyes. And Hezekiah gave way to bitter weeping.

Truly you had no word of them, no knowledge of them; no news of them in the past had come to your ears; because I saw how false was your behaviour, and that your heart was turned against me from your earliest days.

These two things have come on you; who will be weeping for you? wasting and destruction; death from need of food, and from the sword; how may you be comforted?

How beautiful on the mountains are the feet of him who comes with good news, who gives word of peace, saying that salvation is near; who says to Zion, Your God is ruling!

Go and say in the ears of Jerusalem, The Lord says, I still keep the memory of your kind heart when you were young, and your love when you became my bride; how you went after me in the waste of sand, in an unplanted land.

But when you were planted by me, you were a noble vine, in every way a true seed: how then have you been changed into the branching plant of a strange vine?

How are you able to say, I am not unclean, I have not gone after the Baals? see your way in the valley, be clear about what you have done: you are a quick-footed camel twisting her way in and out;

But I said, How am I to put you among the children, and give you a desired land, a heritage of glory among the armies of the nations? and I said, You are to say to me, My father; and not be turned away from me.

O Jerusalem, make your heart clean from evil, so that you may have salvation. How long are evil purposes to have a resting-place in you?

How long will I go on seeing the flag and hearing the sound of the war-horn?

How is it possible for you to have my forgiveness for this? your children have given me up, taking their oaths by those who are no gods: when I had given them food in full measure, they were false to their wives, taking their pleasure in the houses of loose women.

How is it that you say, We are wise and the law of the Lord is with us? But see, the false pen of the scribes has made it false.

For a sound of weeping goes up from Zion, a cry, How has destruction come on us? we are overcome with shame because we have gone away from our land; he has sent us out from our house.

But you, O Lord, have knowledge of me; you see me, searching and testing how my heart is with you: let them be pulled out like sheep to be put to death, make them ready for the day of death.

How long will the land have grief, and the plants of all the land be dry? because of the sins of the people living in it, destruction has overtaken the beasts and the birds; because they said, God does not see our ways.

If running with the fighting-men has made you tired, how will you be able to keep up with horses? and if in a land of peace you go in flight, what will become of you in the thick growth of Jordan?

I have seen your disgusting acts, even your false behaviour and your cries of desire and your loose ways on the hills in the field. Unhappy are you, O Jerusalem, you have no desire to be made clean; how long will you be in turning back to me?

For who will have pity on you, O Jerusalem? and who will have sorrow for you? or who will go out of his way to see how you are?

O Lord, you have knowledge: keep me in mind and come to my help, and give their right reward to those who are attacking me; take me not away, for you are slow to be angry: see how I have undergone shame because of you from all those who make little of your word;

Is evil to be the reward of good? for they have made a deep hole for my soul. Keep in mind how I took my place before you, to say a good word for them so that your wrath might be turned away from them.

O you who are living in Lebanon, making your living-place in the cedars, how greatly to be pitied will you be when pains come on you, as on a woman in childbirth!

How long will you go on turning this way and that, O wandering daughter? for the Lord has made a new thing on the earth, a woman changed into a man.

And questioning Baruch, they said, Say now, how did you put all these words down in writing from his mouth?

The word which the Lord said to Jeremiah the prophet, of how Nebuchadrezzar, king of Babylon, would come and make war on the land of Egypt.

O sword of the Lord, how long will you have no rest? put yourself back into your cover; be at peace, be quiet.

How is it possible for it to be quiet, seeing that the Lord has given it orders? against Ashkelon and against the sea-land he has given it directions.

How say you, We are men of war and strong fighters?

All you who are round about him, give signs of grief for him, and all you who have knowledge of his name, say, How is the strong rod broken, even the beautiful branch!

We have had word of the pride of Moab, how great it is; how he is lifted up in pride; and his great opinion of himself, and that his heart is lifted up.

How is it broken down! how is Moab's back turned in shame! so Moab will be a cause of sport and of fear to everyone round about him.

How has the town of praise been wasted, the place of joy!

How is the hammer of all the earth cut in two and broken! how has Babylon become a waste among the nations!

How is Babylon taken! and the praise of all the earth surprised! how has Babylon become a cause of wonder among the nations!

How has the daughter of Zion been covered with a cloud by the Lord in his wrath! he has sent down from heaven to earth the glory of Israel, and has not kept in memory the resting-place of his feet in the day of his wrath.

How dark has the gold become! how changed the best gold! the stones of the holy place are dropping out at the top of every street.

And those of you who are kept safe will have me in mind among the nations where they have been taken away as prisoners, how I sent punishment on their hearts which were untrue to me, and on their eyes which were turned to their false gods: and they will be full of hate for themselves because of the evil things which they have done in all their disgusting ways.

For this is what the Lord has said: How much more when I send my four bitter punishments on Jerusalem, the sword and need of food and evil beasts and disease, cutting off from it man and beast?

Truly, before it was cut down, it was not used for any purpose: how much less, when the fire has made a meal of it and it is burned, will it be made into anything?

How feeble is your heart, says the Lord, seeing that you do all these things, the work of a loose and overruling woman;

And they will send up a song of grief for you, and say to you, What destruction has come on you, how are you cut off from the sea, the noted town, which was strong in the sea, she and her people, causing the fear of them to come on all the dry land!

And you, son of man, say to the children of Israel, You say, Our wrongdoing and our sins are on us and we are wasting away in them; how then may we have life?

And there was a doorway to the outer square, looking to the north; and he took the measure of it to see how wide and how long it was.

How great are his signs! and how full of power are his wonders! his kingdom is an eternal kingdom and his rule goes on from generation to generation.

And I saw how that horn made war on the saints and overcame them,

Then there came to my ears the voice of a holy one talking; and another holy one said to that certain one who was talking, How long will the vision be while the regular burned offering is taken away, and the unclean thing causing fear is put up, and the holy place crushed under foot?

O my God, let your ear be turned and give hearing; let your eyes be open and see how we have been made waste and the town which is named by your name: for we are not offering our prayers before you because of our righteousness, but because of your great mercies.

For how may this servant of my lord have talk with my lord? for, as for me, straight away my strength went from me and there was no breath in my body.

And I said to the man clothed in linen, who was over the waters of the river, How long will it be to the end of these wonders?

I will have nothing to do with your young ox, O Samaria; my wrath is burning against them; how long will it be before the children of Israel make themselves clean?

How may I give you up, O Ephraim? how may I be your saviour, O Israel? how may I make you like Admah? how may I do to you as I did to Zeboim? My heart is turned in me, it is soft with pity.

For they have no knowledge of how to do what is right, says the Lord, who are storing up violent acts and destruction in their great houses.