Twenty-two verses trace Judah’s persistent refusal to turn back to the LORD in Jeremiah 8, closing with the prophet’s own cry, “Is there no balm in Gilead?”
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Lyrics
The harvest is past The summer has ended And we are not saved Is there no balm in Gilead
Death will be chosen rather than life By all the residue that remain Of this evil family In all the places where I have driven them
Do men fall and not rise up again Does one turn away and not return Why then have the people of Jerusalem Fallen back by a perpetual backsliding
They cling to deceit They refuse to return Everyone turns to his course As a horse that rushes headlong in the battle
How do you say, we are wise And the Lord’s law is with us But behold the false pen of the scribes Has made it a lie
I will give their wives to others And their fields to those who will possess them They have healed the hurt of my people slightly Peace, peace when there is no peace
Behold I will utterly consume them No grapes will be on the vine No figs on the fig tree The leaf will fade
We looked for peace but no good came For a time of healing and behold dismay The snorting of his horses is heard from Dan For the hurt of my people I am hurt I mourn, dismay has taken hold of me
Is there no physician there Why is the health of my people not recovered
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Jeremiah 8 sung by Psalm Selah. The whole Bible, one chapter at a time.