Zechariah 11
1 Open, O Lebanon, thy doors, And fire doth devour among thy cedars.
Otvori vrata, Libanone, nek' ti oganj sažeže cedrove!
2 Howl, O fir, for fallen hath the cedar, For their honourable ones were destroyed, Howl, ye oaks of Bashan, For come down hath the fenced forest,
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 destroyed was their robe of honour, A voice of the roaring of young lions! For destroyed was the excellency of Jordan.
Čuj jauk pastira, opustošen je sjaj njihov! Čuj riku lavića, opustošen je ponos jordanski!
4 Thus said Jehovah my God: '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] Jehovah, 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 have pity no more on inhabitants of the land, An affirmation of Jehovah, And lo, I am causing man to come forth, Each into the hand of his neighbour, 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, ye afflicted of the flock; and I take to me two staves, the one I have called Pleasantness, and the other I have called 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 hath 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 neighbour.'
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 asunder, 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 know well do the afflicted of the flock who are observing me, that it [is] a word of Jehovah.
I on se raskinu onog dana, i trgovci ovcama koji su to gledali doznaše da je to bila riječ Jahvina.
12 And I say unto them: 'If good in your eyes, give my hire, and if not, forbear;' and they weigh out my hire — thirty silverlings.
Rekoh im tad: “Ako vam je to dobro, dajte mi plaću; ako nije, nemojte.” Oni mi odmjeriše plaću: trideset srebrnika.
13 And Jehovah saith unto me, 'Cast it unto the potter;' the goodly price that I have been prized at by them, and I take the thirty silverlings, and cast them [to] the house of Jehovah, unto 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 asunder 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 Jehovah saith unto me, 'Again take to thee the instrument of a foolish shepherd.
I reče mi Jahve: “Uzmi još opremu bezumna pastira,
16 For lo, I am raising up a shepherd in the land, The cut off he doth not inspect, The shaken off he doth not seek, And the broken he doth not heal, The standing he doth not sustain, And the flesh of the fat he doth eat, And their hoofs he doth break 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!”
