Zekaria 11
1 Yaye Lebanon, yaw dhorangeyeni, mondo mach owangʼ yiendeni mag sida!
Open your doors, Lebanon, that the fire may devour your cedars.
2 Yaye yiend obudo, go nduru, nimar yiend sida osepodho; kendo yiende maboyo mabeyo oselwar piny. Un yiend ober mag Bashan; go nduru, nimar bungu ma yien ngʼenyie osebet oko.
Wail, cypress tree, for the cedar has fallen, because the stately ones are destroyed. Wail, you oaks of Bashan, for the strong forest has come down.
3 Winjeuru ywak mar jokwath; nimar kuondegi mabeyo mag kwath osekethi. Winjeuru kaka sibuoche ruto, nimar bunge mag Jordan ma gidakie osekethi!
A voice of the wailing of the shepherds! For their glory is destroyed—a voice of the roaring of young lions! For the pride of the Jordan is ruined.
4 Ma e gima Jehova Nyasaye ma Nyasacha wacho: “Kwa rombe moiki ne yengʼo.
The LORD my God says: “Feed the flock of slaughter.
5 Joma ngʼiewogi negogi kendo gidhi ma ok okumgi. Giloko ring-gi pesa kendo giwacho ni, ‘Opak Jehova Nyasaye nikech wasemewo!’ Jokwadhgi giwegi bende ok kechgi.”
Their buyers slaughter them and go unpunished. Those who sell them say, ‘Blessed be the LORD, for I am rich;’ and their own shepherds don’t pity them.
6 Jehova Nyasaye wacho niya, “Nikech koro ok abi kecho joma odak e piny, abiro chiwo ngʼato ka ngʼato e lwet ngʼat ma gidakgo machiegni kaachiel gi ruodhe. Gibiro sando piny, kendo ok anaresgi e lwetgi.”
For I will no more pity the inhabitants of the land,” says the LORD; “but, behold, I will deliver every one of the men into his neighbour’s hand and into the hand of his king. They will strike the land, and out of their hand I will not deliver them.”
7 Omiyo, ne adoko jakwadh rombe mane oiki ne yengʼo, to moloyo, rombe mago mane isando. Eka nakawo ludhe ariyo, ma achiel kuomgi nachako ni Ngʼwono, to machielo nachako ni Riwruok, kendo nadoko jakwadh rombego.
So I fed the flock to be slaughtered, especially the oppressed of the flock. I took for myself two staffs. The one I called “Favour” and the other I called “Union”, and I fed the flock.
8 E dwe achiel nariembo jokwath adekgo. Ne gijoga kendo ne asin kodgi
I cut off the three shepherds in one month; for my soul was weary of them, and their soul also loathed me.
9 mi awacho niya, “Ok abi bedo jakwadhu. We joma tho otho, kendo we joma lal olal. Joma odongʼ to mondo ocham ringre jowetegi.”
Then I said, “I will not feed you. That which dies, let it die; and that which is to be cut off, let it be cut off; and let those who are left eat each other’s flesh.”
10 Eka nakawo ludha miluongo ni Ngʼwono mine ature, ka aketho winjruok mane asetimo motelo gi pinje duto.
I took my staff Favour and cut it apart, that I might break my covenant that I had made with all the peoples.
11 Ne oketh winjruokno chiengʼno, kendo mano nomiyo joma ne isando mane ranga nongʼeyo ni ne en wach Jehova Nyasaye.
It was broken in that day; and thus the poor of the flock that listened to me knew that it was the LORD’s word.
12 Nanyisogi niya, “Ka uparo ni en gima ber, to miyauru misacha, to ka ok kamano to beduru kode.” Omiyo ne gichula pesa mamingli mag fedha moromo piero adek.
I said to them, “If you think it best, give me my wages; and if not, keep them.” So they weighed for my wages thirty pieces of silver.
13 Eka Jehova Nyasaye nowachona niya, “Chiw pok mar fedha piero adekgo mane giparo ni ema oromo gi jachwe agulni!” Omiyo nakawo fedha piero adekgo mi amiyo jachwe agulni e od Jehova Nyasaye.
The LORD said to me, “Throw it to the potter—the handsome price that I was valued at by them!” I took the thirty pieces of silver and threw them to the potter in the LORD’s house.
14 Eka naturo ludha machielo miluongo ni riwruok, mi wat manie kind Juda gi Israel nokethore.
Then I cut apart my other staff, Union, that I might break the brotherhood between Judah and Israel.
15 Bangʼ mano Jehova Nyasaye nowacho niya, “Kaw kendo ludheni mag kwath mondo ibed jakwath mofuwo.
The LORD said to me, “Take for yourself yet again the equipment of a foolish shepherd.
16 Nimar abiro kelo jakwath moro machielo e piny ma ok bi dewo rombe molal, kata manyo rombe matindo, kata thiedho mago matuo, kata pidho mago ma dendgi ber, to kar timo kamano, to obiro chamo mago machwe kochamo nyaka orenge mag-gi.
For, behold, I will raise up a shepherd in the land who will not visit those who are cut off, neither will seek those who are scattered, nor heal that which is broken, nor feed that which is sound; but he will eat the meat of the fat sheep, and will tear their hoofs in pieces.
17 “Inine malit in jakwath manono ma jwangʼo rombe! Jakwath ma kamano onego bedene tal kendo wangʼe ma korachwich ochor! Mad bedene tal, kendo wangʼe ma korachwich ochor chuth!”
Woe to the worthless shepherd who leaves the flock! The sword will strike his arm and his right eye. His arm will be completely withered, and his right eye will be totally blinded!”
