CHAPTER 11
1Open, O Lebanon, your doors,
that fire consume your cedars.
2Wail, O cypress,
for the cedar has fallen,
as the majestic ones are ravaged.
Wail, O Bashan oaks,
for the dense forest is taken down.
3Hark! The wailing of shepherds,
for their majesty is ravaged.
Hark! The roar of lions,
for Jordan’s bends are ravaged.
4Thus said the LORD my God: “Look after the sheep to be slaughtered, 5whose buyers will slaughter them and bear no guilt and whose sellers will say, ‘Praise the LORD, and I will get rich.’ And their shepherds show no pity for them. 6For I will no longer show pity for the dwellers of the land, said the LORD, and I am about to deliver every man into the hand of his fellow and into the hand of his king, and they shall grind up the land, and I will not save it from their hand.” 7And I looked after the sheep to be slaughtered for the sheep traders, and I took me two staffs. One I called Pleasantness and the other I called Bruising, and I looked after the sheep. 8But I got rid of the three shepherds in a single month and lost patience with them, and they on their part were disgusted with me. 9And I said, “I will not look after you.” The sheep dying will die, and the missing will go missing, and those rescuing, each will eat the other’s flesh. 10And I took my staff Pleasantness and broke it apart to annul my covenant that I had sealed with all the peoples. 11And on that very day it was annulled, and the sheep traders watching me knew that it was the word of the LORD. 12And I said to them, “If it is good in your eyes, give me my wages, and if not, don’t.” And they weighed out my wages, thirty silver shekels. 13And the LORD said to me, “Fling it into the potter’s kiln,” this majestic sum that I was worth to them. And I took the thirty silver shekels and flung them into the potter’s kiln at the house of the LORD. 14And I broke apart my second staff, Bruising, to annul the brotherhood between the house of Judah and the house of Israel. 15And the LORD said to me once again, “Take you the gear of a foolish shepherd. 16For I am about to raise up a shepherd in the land of the missing sheep. The lad shall not count them nor seek for them, and the injured he shall not heal nor the immobile one sustain, but the fat one he shall eat and break off their hooves.”
17Woe, O useless shepherds,
forsakers of the sheep.
Let a sword be over his arm
and over his right eye.
Let his arm entirely wither
and his right eye go utterly dark.