So they took Jeremiah and dropped him into the cistern of Malchiah the king’s son, which was in the guard’s courtyard, lowering Jeremiah with ropes. There was no water in the cistern, only mud, and Jeremiah sank in the mud.
For no reason, my enemies hunted me like a bird.They smothered my life in a pit and threw stones on me.Water flooded over my head, and I thought,“ I’m going to die!”I called on your name, LORD, from the depths of the pit.
The LORD’s anointed, the breath of our life, was captured in their traps. We had said about him,“ We will live under his protection among the nations.”