Open thy doors, O Lebanon,
that the fire may devour thy cedars. Howl, fir tree; for the
cedar is fallen; because the mighty are spoiled: howl, O ye oaks
of Bashan; for the forest of the vintage is come down. There
is a voice of the howling of the shepherds; for their glory is
spoiled: a voice of the roaring of young lions; for the pride
of Jordan is spoiled. Thus saith the LORD my God; Feed the flock
of the slaughter; Whose possessors slay them, and hold themselves
not guilty: and they that sell them say, Blessed be the LORD;
for I am rich: and their own shepherds pity them not.
For I will no more pity
the inhabitants of the land, saith the LORD: but, lo, I will
deliver the men every one into his neighbour's hand, and into
the hand of his king: and they shall smite the land, and out
of their hand I will not deliver them. And I will feed the flock
of slaughter, even you, O poor of the flock. And I took unto
me two staves; the one I called Beauty, and the other I called
Bands; and I fed the flock.
Three shepherds also
I cut off in one month; and my soul lothed them, and their soul
also abhorred me. Then said I, I will not feed you: that that
dieth, let it die; and that that is to be cut off, let it be
cut off; and let the rest eat every one the flesh of another.
And I took my staff, even Beauty, and cut it asunder, that I
might break my covenant which I had made with all the people.
And it was broken in that day: and so the poor of the flock that
waited upon me knew that it was the word of the LORD.
And I said unto them,
If ye think good, give me my price; and if not, forbear. So they
weighed for my price thirty pieces of silver. And the LORD said
unto me, Cast it unto the potter: a goodly price that I was prised
at of them. And I took the thirty pieces of silver, and cast
them to the potter in the house of the LORD. Then I cut asunder
mine other staff, even Bands, that I might break the brotherhood
between Judah and Israel.
And the LORD said unto
me, Take unto thee yet the instruments of a foolish shepherd.
For, lo, I will raise up a shepherd in the land, which shall
not visit those that be cut off, neither shall seek the young
one, nor heal that that is broken, nor feed that that standeth
still: but he shall eat the flesh of the fat, and tear their
claws in pieces. Woe to the idol shepherd that leaveth the flock!
the sword shall be upon his arm, and upon his right eye: his
arm shall be clean dried up, and his right eye shall be utterly