Zechariah 11
1 Open, O Lebanon, thy doors, And fire doth devour among thy cedars.
Aperi Libane portas tuas, et comedat ignis cedros tuas.
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,
Ulula abies, quia cecidit cedrus, quoniam magnifici vastati sunt: ululate quercus Basan, quoniam succisus est saltus munitus.
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.
Vox ululatus pastorum, quia vastata est magnificentia eorum: vox rugitus leonum, quoniam vastata est superbia Iordanis.
4 Thus said Jehovah my God: 'Feed the flock of the slaughter,
Hæc dicit Dominus Deus meus: Pasce pecora occisionis,
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.
quæ qui possederant, occidebant, et non dolebant, et vendebant ea, dicentes: Benedictus Dominus, divites facti sumus: et pastores eorum non parcebant eis.
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.'
Et ego non parcam ultra super habitantes terram, dicit Dominus: ecce ego tradam homines, unumquemque in manu proximi sui, et in manu regis sui: et concident terram, et non eruam de manu eorum.
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.
Et pascam pecus occisionis propter hoc, o pauperes gregis: et assumpsi mihi duas virgas, unam vocavi Decorem, et alteram vocavi Funiculum: et pavi gregem.
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.
Et succidi tres pastores in mense uno, et contracta est anima mea in eis: siquidem et anima eorum variavit in me.
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.'
Et dixi: Non pascam vos: quod moritur, moriatur: et quod succiditur, succidatur: et reliqui devorent unusquisque carnem proximi sui.
10 And I take My staff Pleasantness, and cut it asunder, to make void My covenant that I had made with all the peoples:
Et tuli virgam meam, quæ vocabatur Decus, et abscidi eam ut irritum facerem fœdus meum, quod percussi cum omnibus populis.
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.
Et in irritum deductum est in die illa: et cognoverunt sic pauperes gregis, qui custodiunt mihi, quia verbum Domini est.
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.
Et dixi ad eos: Si bonum est in oculis vestris, afferte mercedem meam: et si non, quiescite. Et appenderunt mercedem meam triginta argenteos.
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.
Et dixit Dominus ad me: Proiice illud ad statuarium, decorum pretium, quo appretiatus sum ab eis. Et tuli triginta argenteos: et proieci illos in domum Domini ad statuarium.
14 And I cut asunder my second staff, Bands, to break the unity between Judah and Israel.
Et præcidi virgam meam secundam, quæ appellabatur Funiculus, ut dissolverem germanitatem inter Iudam, et Israel.
15 And Jehovah saith unto me, 'Again take to thee the instrument of a foolish shepherd.
Et dixit Dominus ad me: Adhuc sunt tibi vasa pastoris stulti.
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.
Quia ecce ego suscitabo pastorem in terra, qui derelicta non visitabit, dispersum non quæret, et contritum non sanabit, et id quod stat non enutriet, et carnes pinguium comedet, et ungulas eorum dissolvet.
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!'
O pastor, et idolum, derelinquens gregem: gladius super brachium eius, et super oculum dextrum eius: brachium eius ariditate siccabitur, et oculus dexter eius tenebrescens obscurabitur.
