Zechariah 11
1 Open, O Lebanon, thy doors, —that a fire, may devour, thy cedar,
Fungua milango yako, ee Lebanoni, ili moto uteketeze mierezi yako!
2 Howl, fir-tree, for fallen is the cedar, because, the majestic ones, are spoiled: howl, ye oaks of Bashan, for the inaccessible forest, hath come down.
Piga yowe, ee mti wa msunobari, kwa kuwa mwerezi umeanguka; miti ya fahari imeharibiwa! Piga yowe, enyi mialoni ya Bashani, msitu mnene umefyekwa!
3 The noise of the howling of the shepherds, for spoiled is their majesty, —The noise of the roaring of the young lions, for spoiled are the proud banks of the Jordan.
Sikiliza yowe la wachungaji; malisho yao manono yameangamizwa! Sikia ngurumo za simba; kichaka kilichostawi sana cha Yordani kimeharibiwa!
4 Thus, saith Yahweh my God, —Tend thou the flock doomed to slaughter:
Hili ndilo asemalo Bwana Mungu wangu: “Lilishe kundi lililokusudiwa kuchinjwa.
5 Whose, buyers, slay them, and are not held guilty, and whose, sellers, say—Blessed be Yahweh, that I am become rich, And so, their own shepherds, have no pity upon them.
Wanunuzi wake huwachinja na kuondoka pasipo kuadhibiwa. Wale wanaowauza husema, ‘Bwana asifiwe, mimi ni tajiri!’ Wachungaji wao wenyewe hawawahurumii.
6 Surely I will have pity no longer upon the inhabitants of the earth, Declareth Yahweh, —Therefore lo! I am delivering up mankind, every man into the hand of his neighbour, and into the hand of his king, and they will crush the earth, nor will I deliver out of their hand.
Kwa kuwa sitawahurumia tena watu wa nchi,” asema Bwana. “Nitawakabidhi kila mtu mkononi mwa jirani yake na mfalme wake. Wataitenda jeuri nchi, nami sitawaokoa kutoka mikononi mwao.”
7 So I tended the flock doomed to slaughter, for the sheep-merchants, —and took unto me two staves, the one, I called Grace, and, the other, I called Union, thus I tended the sheep,
Kwa hiyo nikalilisha kundi lililotiwa alama kwa kuchinjwa, hasa kundi lililoonewa sana. Kisha nikachukua fimbo mbili, moja nikaiita Fadhili na nyingine Umoja, nami nikalilisha kundi.
8 And I sent off three shepherds, in one month, —for impatient was my soul with them, moreover also, their soul, felt a loathing against me.
Katika mwezi mmoja nikawaondoa wachungaji watatu. Kundi la kondoo likanichukia, nami nikachoshwa nao,
9 Then said I—I will not tend you, —the dying, may die, and, the disappearing, may disappear, and, the remainder, may devour one another.
nikasema, “Sitakuwa mchungaji wenu. Waache wanaokufa wafe na wanaoangamia waangamie. Wale waliobakia kila mmoja na ale nyama ya mwenzake.”
10 So I took my staff Grace, and cut it in two, —that I might set aside my covenant which I had solemnised with all the peoples.
Kisha nikachukua fimbo yangu inayoitwa Fadhili nikaivunja, kutangua Agano nililofanya na mataifa yote.
11 When it was broken, on that day, then did the sheep- merchants who were watching me, know, that, the word of Yahweh, it was.
Likatanguka siku hiyo, kwa hiyo wale waliodhurika katika kundi, waliokuwa wakiniangalia wakajua kuwa hilo lilikuwa neno la Bwana.
12 Then said I unto them, If it be good in your eyes, give me my wage, and, if not, forbear. So they weighed out my wage, thirty pieces of silver.
Nikawaambia, “Mkiona kuwa ni vyema, nipeni ujira wangu, la sivyo, basi msinipe.” Kwa hiyo wakanilipa vipande thelathini vya fedha.
13 Then said Yahweh unto me, Cast it into the treasury, the magnificent price at which I had been valued by them! So I took the thirty pieces of silver, and cast them, in the house of Yahweh, into the treasury.
Naye Bwana akaniambia, “Mtupie mfinyanzi,” hiyo bei nzuri waliyonithaminia! Kwa hiyo nikachukua hivyo vipande thelathini vya fedha na kumtupia huyo mfinyanzi katika nyumba ya Bwana.
14 Then cut I in two my second staff, even Union, —that I might break the brotherhood between Judah and Israel.
Kisha nikaivunja fimbo yangu ya pili iitwayo Umoja, kuvunja undugu kati ya Yuda na Israeli!
15 Then said Yahweh unto me, —Yet further take thee the implements of a worthless shepherd.
Kisha Bwana akaniambia, “Vitwae tena vifaa vya mchungaji mpumbavu.
16 For lo! I am raising up a shepherd in the land, the disappearing, will he not visit, the straying, will he not seek, and, the fractured, will he not bind up, —the weak, will he not nourish, but, the flesh of the fat, will he eat, and, their hoofs, will he break in pieces.
Kwa maana ninakwenda kumwinua mchungaji juu ya nchi ambaye hatamjali aliyepotea, wala kuwatafuta wale wachanga au kuwaponya waliojeruhiwa, wala kuwalisha wenye afya, lakini atakula nyama ya kondoo wanono na kuzirarua kwato zao.
17 Alas! for my worthless shepherd, who forsaketh the flock, A sword upon his arm, and upon his right eye!—his arm, shall be, utterly withered, and, his right eye, shall be, wholly darkened.
“Ole wa mchungaji asiyefaa, anayeliacha kundi! Upanga na uupige mkono wake na jicho lake la kuume! Mkono wake na unyauke kabisa, jicho lake la kuume lipofuke kabisa!”
