Zechariah 11
1 Open thy doors, O Lebanon, that the fire may devour thy cedars.
Ggulawo enzigi zo ggwe Lebanooni, omuliro gwokye emivule gyo.
2 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.
Kaaba ggwe omuberosi, kubanga emivule gigudde! Emiti emirungi ennyo gyonoonese. Mukube ebiwoobe mmwe emyera gya Basani, kubanga ekibira ekikwafu kigudde.
3 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.
Wuliriza ebiwoobe by’abasumba, amalundiro gaabwe amalungi gazikirizibbwa. Wuliriza okuwuluguma kw’empologoma. Omuddo omulungi oguli ku Yoludaani guzikirizibbwa.
4 Thus saith Yhwh my God; Feed the flock of the slaughter;
Bw’ati bw’ayogera Mukama Katonda wange nti, “Lunda endiga zigejje ezinaatwalibwa okuttibwa.
5 Whose possessors slay them, and hold themselves not guilty: and they that sell them say, Blessed be Yhwh; for I am rich: and their own shepherds pity them not.
Abo abazigula bazitta ne batabaako musango. N’abo abazitunda ne bagamba nti, ‘Mukama atenderezebwe ngaggawadde!’ Abasumba baazo bennyini tebazikwatirwa kisa.
6 For I will no more pity the inhabitants of the land, saith Yhwh: 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.
Kubanga sikyaddayo kukwatirwa bantu ba nsi eno kisa,” bw’ayogera Mukama. “Ndiwaayo buli muntu okugwa mu mikono gya muliraanwa we, ne mu mikono gya kabaka we. Nabo balijooga ensi era sirigiwonya kuva mu mikono gwabwe.”
7 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 Grace, and the other I called Union; and I fed the flock.
Awo ne nunda ekisibo ekyateekebwateekebwa okuttibwa, okusingira ddala ezaali zijoogebwa. Ne ntwala emiggo gy’abasumba ebiri, ogumu ne ngutuuma erinnya Kisa, omulala ne ngutuuma Kwegatta era ne ndiisa endiga.
8 Three shepherds also I cut off in one month; and my soul lothed them, and their soul also abhorred me.
Mu mwezi gumu ne neegobako abasumba basatu, emmeeme yange ng’ebakyaye era nabo nga bankyaye.
9 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.
Awo ne ndyoka ŋŋamba nti, “Siibeere musumba wammwe, ekinaafa leka kife, ekyokwonooneka kyonooneke, era leka ebyo ebisigaddewo biryaŋŋane, buli kimu kirye kinnaakyo.”
10 And I took my staff, even Grace, and cut it asunder, that I might break my covenant which I had made with all the people.
Ne ndyoka nkwata omuggo gwange Kisa ne ngumenya, ne mmenya endagaano gye nnali nkoze n’abantu bonna.
11 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 Yhwh.
Endagaano n’agikomya ku lunaku olwo era abasuubuzi b’endiga abaali bandaba ne bamanya nti ekyo kyali kigambo kya Katonda.
12 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.
Ne ndyoka mbagamba nti, “Bwe kiba nga kisaanidde mu maaso gammwe mumpe empeera yange; naye obanga temusiimye mulekeeyo.” Awo ne bambalira ensimbi eza ffeeza amakumi asatu.
13 And Yhwh 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 Yhwh.
Awo Mukama n’aŋŋamba nti, “Zisuulire omubumbi,” omuwendo guno ogw’ekitalo gwe bansasula! Kale ne ntwala ensimbi amakumi asatu eza ffeeza ne nzisuulira omubumbi mu nnyumba ya Mukama.
14 Then I cut asunder mine other staff, even Union, that I might break the brotherhood between Judah and Israel.
Awo ne mmenya omuggo gwange ogwokubiri Kwegatta, okulaga nti obumu obwali wakati wa Yuda ne Isirayiri bwali bukomye.
15 And Yhwh said unto me, Take unto thee yet the instruments of a foolish shepherd.
Mukama n’alyoka aŋŋamba nti, “Twala nate ebintu eby’omusumba omusirusiru bye yandikozesezza.
16 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.
Kubanga laba, nze nyimusizza omusumba mu nsi atafaayo ku ndiga ezizikirira era atanoonya zisaasaanye, era atayunga zimenyese wadde okuliisa ennamu, naye alya ensolo ensava ng’aziyuzaako ebinuulo.
17 Woe to the vain 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 darkened.
“‘Zimusanze omusumba wange ataliiko ky’agasa agayaalirira ekisibo! Ekitala kifumite omukono gwe ogwa ddyo, kiggyemu n’eriiso lye erya ddyo! Omukono gwe gukalire ddala, n’eriiso lye erya ddyo lizibire ddala!’”
