Jeremiah 8:20
The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved.
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Context
18 I would comfort myself against sorrow, my heart faint in me.
19 Behold the voice of the cry of the daughter of my people because of them that dwell in a far country: not the Yahuah in Zion? not her king in her? Why have they provoked me to anger with their graven images, with strange vanities?
20 The harvest is past, the summer is ended, and we are not saved.
21 For the hurt of the daughter of my people am I hurt; I am black; astonishment has taken hold on me.
22 no balm in Gilead; no physician there? why then is not the health of the daughter of my people recovered?