Jeremiah 22:20-30

Go up to Lebanon and cry out; raise your voice in Bashan; cry out from Abarim,  for all your lovers  have been crushed.  I spoke to you when you were secure. You said, “I will not listen.” This has been your way since youth;  indeed, you have never listened to me. The wind will take charge of   all your shepherds, and your lovers will go into captivity. Then you will be ashamed and humiliated  because of all your evil. You residents of Lebanon, nestled among the cedars, how you will groan  when pains come on you, agony like a woman in labor.  “As I live” — this is the LORD’s declaration — “though you, Coniah  , son of Jehoiakim, the king of Judah, were a signet ring  on my right hand, I would tear you from it. In fact, I will hand you over to those you dread,  who intend to take your life, to Nebuchadnezzar king of Babylon and the Chaldeans. I will hurl you and the mother who gave birth  to you into another land,  where neither of you were born, and there you will both die. They will never return to the land they long to return to.” Is this man Coniah a despised, shattered pot,  a jar no one wants? Why are he and his descendants hurled out and cast into a land they have not known? Earth, earth, earth, hear the word of the  LORD! This is what the LORD says: Record this man as childless,  a man who will not be successful in his lifetime. None of his descendants will succeed in sitting on the throne of David  or ruling again in Judah.