And he said to the man, "You listened to your wife and ate the fruit which I told you not to eat. Because of what you have done, the ground will be under a curse. You will have to work hard all your life to make it produce enough food for you.

It will produce weeds and thorns, and you will have to eat wild plants.

All your hard work will do you no good, because your land will not produce crops and the trees will not bear fruit.

No rain will fall, and your ground will become as hard as iron.

Instead of rain, the LORD will send down duststorms and sandstorms until you are destroyed.

For creation was condemned to lose its purpose, not of its own will, but because God willed it to be so. Yet there was the hope

You are driving me off the land and away from your presence. I will be a homeless wanderer on the earth, and anyone who finds me will kill me."

"I will make those of you who are in exile so terrified that the sound of a leaf blowing in the wind will make you run. You will run as if you were being pursued in battle, and you will fall when there is no enemy near you.

You will find no peace anywhere, no place to call your own; the LORD will overwhelm you with anxiety, hopelessness, and despair.

Your life will always be in danger. Day and night you will be filled with terror, and you will live in constant fear of death.

May his children be homeless beggars; may they be driven from the ruins they live in!

The next morning, after Pashhur had released me from the chains, I said to him, "The LORD did not name you Pashhur. The name he has given you is 'Terror Everywhere.'

The LORD himself has said, 'I am going to make you a terror to yourself and to your friends, and you will see them all killed by the swords of their enemies. I am going to put all the people of Judah under the power of the king of Babylonia; he will take some away as prisoners to his country and put others to death.

The God I serve will reject his people, because they have not listened to him. They will become wanderers among the nations.