Zechariah 11

1 Open your doors, O Lebanon, that the fire may consume your cedars!

Otvori, Livane, vrata svoja, i oganj neka proždre kedre tvoje.

2 Wail, O cypress, for the cedar has fallen; the majestic trees are ruined! Wail, O oaks of Bashan, for the dense forest has been cut down!

Ridaj, jelo, jer pade kedar, jer krasnici propadoše; ridajte, hrastovi Vasanski, jer se posijeèe šuma ograðena.

3 Listen to the wailing of the shepherds, for their glory is in ruins. Listen to the roaring of the young lions, for the thickets of the Jordan are destroyed.

Stoji jauk pastira, jer se zatr slava njihova; stoji rika lavova, jer se opustoši ponos Jordanski.

4 This is what the LORD my God says: “Pasture the flock marked for slaughter,

Ovako veli Gospod Bog moj: pasi ovce klanice,

5 whose buyers slaughter them without remorse. Those who sell them say, ‘Blessed be the LORD, for I am rich!’ Even their own shepherds have no compassion on them.

Koje ubijaju oni koji ih drže, niti ih ko krivi, i koji ih prodaju govore: blagosloven da je Gospod, obogatih se; i koji ih pasu, nijedan ih ne žali.

6 For I will no longer have compassion on the people of the land, declares the LORD, but behold, I will cause each man to fall into the hands of his neighbor and his king, who will devastate the land, and I will not deliver it from their hands.”

Zato neæu više žaliti stanovnika zemaljskih, govori Gospod, nego æu evo predati jednoga drugome u ruke i u ruke caru njihovu, i oni æe potrti zemlju a ja je neæu izbaviti iz ruku njihovijeh.

7 So I pastured the flock marked for slaughter, especially the afflicted of the flock. Then I took for myself two staffs, calling one Favor and the other Union, and I pastured the flock.

I pasoh ovce klanice, nevoljne od stada, i uzev dva štapa nazvah jedan blagost, a drugi nazvah sveza, i pasoh stado.

8 And in one month I dismissed three shepherds. My soul grew impatient with the flock, and their souls also detested me.

I pogubih tri pastira za mjesec dana, jer se duša moja ljuæaše na njih, i duša njihova mržaše na me.

9 Then I said, “I will no longer shepherd you. Let the dying die, and the perishing perish; and let those who remain devour one another’s flesh.”

I rekoh: neæu vas više pasti; koja pogine neka pogine, i koja propadne neka propadne, i koje ostanu neka jedu meso jedna drugoj.

10 Next I took my staff called Favor and cut it in two, revoking the covenant I had made with all the nations.

I uzeh svoj štap, blagost, i slomih ga da ukinem zavjet svoj koji uèinih sa svijem narodima.

11 It was revoked on that day, and so the afflicted of the flock who were watching me knew that it was the word of the LORD.

I ukide se onoga dana, i nevoljni od stada, koji gledahu na me, poznaše doista da bješe rijeè Gospodnja.

12 Then I told them, “If it seems right to you, give me my wages; but if not, keep them.” So they weighed out my wages, thirty pieces of silver.

I rekoh im: ako vam je drago, dajte mi moju platu; ako li nije, nemojte; i izmjeriše mi platu, trideset srebrnika.

13 And the LORD said to me, “Throw it to the potter”—this magnificent price at which they valued me. So I took the thirty pieces of silver and threw them to the potter in the house of the LORD.

I reèe mi Gospod: baci lonèaru tu èasnu cijenu kojom me precijeniše. I uzev trideset srebrnika bacih ih u dom Gospodnji lonèaru.

14 Then I cut in two my second staff called Union, breaking the brotherhood between Judah and Israel.

Potom slomih drugi štap svoj, svezu, da ukinem bratstvo izmeðu Jude i Izrailja.

15 And the LORD said to me: “Take up once more the equipment of a foolish shepherd.

I Gospod mi reèe: uzmi jošte opravu bezumna pastira.

16 For behold, I will raise up a shepherd in the land who will neither care for the lost, nor seek the young, nor heal the broken, nor sustain the healthy, but he will devour the flesh of the choice sheep and tear off their hooves.

Jer evo ja æu podignuti pastira u zemlji, koji neæe obilaziti one koja gine, neæe tražiti nejake, niti æe lijeèiti ranjene, niti æe nositi sustale, nego æe jesti meso od pretilijeh, i papke æe im kidati.

17 Woe to the worthless shepherd, who deserts the flock! May a sword strike his arm and his right eye! May his arm be completely withered and his right eye utterly blinded!”

Teško pastiru nikakom, koji ostavlja stado! Maè mu je nad mišicom i nad desnijem okom; mišica æe mu usahnuti i desno æe mu oko potamnjeti.