Zechariah 11
1 Open, O Lebanon, your doors, And fire devours among your cedars.
Otvori vrata, Libanone, nek' ti oganj sažeže cedrove!
2 Howl, O fir, for the cedar has fallen, For their majestic ones were destroyed, Howl, you oaks of Bashan, For the enclosed forest has come down,
Kukaj, čempresu, jer pade cedar, jer su mogućnici upropašteni! Kukajte, hrastovi bašanski, jer posječena je šuma najgušća.
3 A voice of the howling of the shepherds! For their robe of honor was destroyed, A voice of the roaring of young lions! For the excellence of Jordan was destroyed.
Čuj jauk pastira, opustošen je sjaj njihov! Čuj riku lavića, opustošen je ponos jordanski!
4 Thus said my God YHWH: “Feed the flock of the slaughter,
Ovako mi reče Jahve:
5 Whose buyers slay them, and are not guilty, And their sellers say, Blessed [is] YHWH, And I am rich, And their shepherds have no pity on them.
“Pasi ovce klanice! Kupci ih njihovi kolju nekažnjeno, a koji ih prodaju, govore: 'Blagoslovljen bio Jahve, obogatio sam se!' i pastiri ih njihovi ne štede.
6 For I no longer have pity on inhabitants of the land, A declaration of YHWH, And behold, I am causing man to come forth, Each into the hand of his neighbor, And into the hand of his king, And they have beaten down the land, And I do not deliver out of their hand.”
Ni ja više neću štedjeti žitelja zemlje - riječ je Jahve nad Vojskama - nego: predajem, evo, svakoga u ruke njegova bližnjega i u ruke kralja njegova; i oni će pustošiti zemlju, a ja neću izbavljati iz ruku njihovih.”
7 And I feed the flock of slaughter, even you, you afflicted of the flock; and I take two staffs to myself; I have called one Pleasantness, and I have called the other Bands, and I feed the flock.
Stadoh pasti ovce klanice za trgovce ovcama te uzeh dva štapa: jedan nazvah Naklonost, drugi Sveza. Tako sam pasao stado.
8 And I cut off the three shepherds in one month, and my soul is grieved with them, and also their soul has abhorred me.
I u jednom mjesecu odbacih tri pastira. Ali mi i ovce dojadiše, omrznuh im.
9 And I say, “I do not feed you, the dying, let die; and the cut off, let be cut off; and the remaining ones, let each eat the flesh of its neighbor.”
Tad rekoh: “Neću vas više pasti! Koja mora uginuti, nek' ugine! Koja mora nestati, nek' nestane! A koje ostanu, neka jedna drugoj meso prožderu!”
10 And I take my staff Pleasantness, and cut it apart, to make void my covenant that I had made with all the peoples:
Tad uzeh svoj štap Naklonost i slomih ga da raskinem Savez svoj što ga bijah sklopio sa svim narodima.
11 and it is broken in that day, and the afflicted of the flock who are observing me know well, that it [is] a word of YHWH.
I on se raskinu onog dana, i trgovci ovcama koji su to gledali doznaše da je to bila riječ Jahvina.
12 And I say to them: “If good in your eyes, give my hire, and if not, refrain”; and they weigh out my hire—thirty pieces of silver.
Rekoh im tad: “Ako vam je to dobro, dajte mi plaću; ako nije, nemojte.” Oni mi odmjeriše plaću: trideset srebrnika.
13 And YHWH says to me, “Cast it to the potter”; the good price that I have been prized at by them, and I take the thirty pieces of silver, and cast them [into] the house of YHWH, to the potter.
A Jahve mi reče: “Baci u riznicu tu lijepu cijenu kojom su me procijenili!” Ja uzeh trideset srebrnika i bacih u riznicu u Domu Jahvinu.
14 And I cut apart my second staff, Bands, To break the unity between Judah and Israel.
Onda slomih i svoj drugi štap, Svezu - da raskinem bratstvo između Jude i Izraela.
15 And YHWH says to me, “Again take to yourself the instrument of a foolish shepherd.
I reče mi Jahve: “Uzmi još opremu bezumna pastira,
16 For behold, I am raising up a shepherd in the land, The cut off he does not inspect, The shaken off he does not seek, And the broken he does not heal, The standing he does not sustain, And the flesh of the fat he eats, And their hooves he breaks off.
jer, evo, podići ću jednoga bezumnog pastira u ovoj zemlji: za izgubljene on se neće brinuti, zalutale neće tražiti, ranjene neće vidati, iscrpljene neće nositi, nego će jesti meso od pretilih i papke im otkidati.
17 Woe [to] the worthless shepherd, forsaking the flock, A sword [is] on his arm, and on his right eye, His arm is utterly dried up, And his right eye is very dim!”
Teško pastiru opakom koji stado ostavlja! Neka mu mač stigne ruku i desno oko! Nek' mu desnica sasvim usahne, oko desno sasvim potamni!”
