Zechariah 11.
Open your doors, O Lebanon, that the fire may devour your cedars.
Wail, O Cyprus, for the cedar has fallen, for the glorious trees are ruined.
The sound of the wail of the shepherds for their glory is ruined.
The sound of the roar of the lions for the thicket of the Jordan is ruined.
Those who buy them slaughter them and go unpunished, and those who sell them say, Blessed be the Lord, I have become rich, and their own shepherds have no pity on them.
For I will no longer have pity on the inhabitants of this land, declares the Lord.
Behold, I will cause each of them to fall into the hand of his neighbour, and each into the hand of his king, and they shall crush the land, and I will deliver none from their hand.
So I became the shepherd of the flock, doomed to be slaughtered by the sheep traders.
And I took two staffs, one I named Favor, the other I named Union.
And I tended the sheep.
In one month I destroyed the three shepherds.
But I became impatient with them, and they also detested me.
So I said, I will not be your shepherd.
What is to die, let it die.
What is to be destroyed, let it be destroyed.
And let those who are left devour the flesh of one another.
And I took my staff favour, and I broke it, annulling the covenant that I had made with all the peoples.
So it was annulled on that day, and the sheep traders who were watching me knew that it was the word of the Lord.
Then I said to them, If it seems good to you, give me my wages, but if not, keep them.
Then the Lord said to me, throw it to the potter, the lordly price at which I was priced by them.
So I took the 30 pieces of silver and threw them into the house of the Lord to the potter.
Zechariah 11.
Open your doors, O Lebanon, that the fire may devour your cedars.
Wail, O Cyprus, for the cedar has fallen, for the glorious trees are ruined.
The sound of the wail of the shepherds for their glory is ruined.
The sound of the roar of the lions for the thicket of the Jordan is ruined.
Those who buy them slaughter them and go unpunished, and those who sell them say, Blessed be the Lord, I have become rich, and their own shepherds have no pity on them.
For I will no longer have pity on the inhabitants of this land, declares the Lord.
Behold, I will cause each of them to fall into the hand of his neighbour, and each into the hand of his king, and they shall crush the land, and I will deliver none from their hand.
So I became the shepherd of the flock, doomed to be slaughtered by the sheep traders.
And I took two staffs, one I named Favor, the other I named Union.
And I tended the sheep.
In one month I destroyed the three shepherds.
But I became impatient with them, and they also detested me.
So I said, I will not be your shepherd.
What is to die, let it die.
What is to be destroyed, let it be destroyed.
And let those who are left devour the flesh of one another.
And I took my staff favour, and I broke it, annulling the covenant that I had made with all the peoples.
So it was annulled on that day, and the sheep traders who were watching me knew that it was the word of the Lord.
Then I said to them, If it seems good to you, give me my wages, but if not, keep them.
Then the Lord said to me, throw it to the potter, the lordly price at which I was priced by them.
So I took the 30 pieces of silver and threw them into the house of the Lord to the potter.
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