Jeremiah told the truth. They burned it. God's word outlasted the fire. Before I formed you in your mother's womb, I knew your name. Before your first breath I set you apart I put my fire in your mouth And I sent you out To say the hard thing that was breaking my heart They will not hear you And they will make you pay But you go stand where I tell you And you say what I say Oh, weep for the city that would not turn Weep for the word they refused to learn I am the man who told the truth and watched it come The weeping prophet in the smoke when it was done They dug their own broken wells and they called them good They burned their sons in the valley below the wall I stood at the temple gate and I told them plain This house you hide behind cannot save you at all They beat me and they bound me And they threw me in the pit But they could not kill the word, Lord They could not kill it Oh, weep for the city that would not turn Weep for the word they refused to learn I am the man who told the truth and watched it come The weeping prophet in the smoke when it was done Jehoiakim cut the scroll column by column with a cold blade And fed the prophet's words to his winter fire I bought a field while Babylon was at the gate Because God said this land would be redeemed in time The walls came down and the temple fell to ash Everything I said would burn has burned at last But the Lord says I will make a new covenant now I will write my law Not on stone but on the heart I will be their God And they will be my people Every one of them will know me From the least unto the greatest part This is not the end of it This is where the new thing starts Oh, weep for the city that would not turn But trust in the God who lives past the burn I am the man who told the truth and watched it come The weeping prophet, but the covenant was not done Before I formed you, I knew your name Before the smoke cleared, I knew your name