Zekaria 11
1 Zarura mikova yako, iwe Rebhanoni, kuti moto uparadze misidhari yako!
Open your doors, O Lebanon, that the fire may consume your cedars!
2 Ungudza, iwe muti womupaini, nokuti musidhari wawa, miti yakaisvonaka yaparadzwa! Ungudzai, imi miouki yeBhashani, nokuti dondo resango ratemwa!
Wail, O cypress, for the cedar has fallen; the majestic trees are ruined! Wail, O oaks of Bashan, for the dense forest has been cut down!
3 Inzwai kuungudza kwavafudzi; mafuro avo akapfuma aparadzwa! Inzwai kuomba kweshumba, sango rinoyevedza reJorodhani raparadzwa!
Listen to the wailing of the shepherds, for their glory is in ruins. Listen to the roaring of the young lions, for the thickets of the Jordan are destroyed.
4 Zvanzi naJehovha Mwari wangu: “Fudzai makwai akagadzirirwa kundobayiwa.
This is what the LORD my God says: “Pasture the flock marked for slaughter,
5 Vatengi vawo vanoabaya vagoenda nawo vasina kurangwa. Avo vanoatengesa vanoti, ‘Jehovha ngaakudzwe, ndapfuma!’ Vafudzi vawo havangaaponesi.
whose buyers slaughter them without remorse. Those who sell them say, ‘Blessed be the LORD, for I am rich!’ Even their own shepherds have no compassion on them.
6 Nokuti handichazonzwirizve vanhu venyika tsitsi,” ndizvo zvinotaura Jehovha. “Ndichaisa mumwe nomumwe kumuvakidzani wake uye kuna mambo wake. Vachamanikidza nyika, uye handingavanunuri kubva pamaoko avo.”
For I will no longer have compassion on the people of the land, declares the LORD, but behold, I will cause each man to fall into the hands of his neighbor and his king, who will devastate the land, and I will not deliver it from their hands.”
7 Saka ndakafudza makwai akatsaurirwa kundobayiwa kunyanya ainzwisa urombo. Ipapo ndakatora tsvimbo mbiri ndikatumidza imwe kuti Nyasha uye imwe Kubatana, uye ndakafudza makwai.
So I pastured the flock marked for slaughter, especially the afflicted of the flock. Then I took for myself two staffs, calling one Favor and the other Union, and I pastured the flock.
8 Mumwedzi mumwe chete ndakadzinga vafudzi vatatu. Boka rakandivenga, uye ndakatanga kuneta naro
And in one month I dismissed three shepherds. My soul grew impatient with the flock, and their souls also detested me.
9 uye ndikati, “Handichazovi mufudzi wenyu. Regai makwai ari kufa afe, neari kuparara aparare. Regai ayo akasara adyanane nyama.”
Then I said, “I will no longer shepherd you. Let the dying die, and the perishing perish; and let those who remain devour one another’s flesh.”
10 Ipapo ndakatora tsvimbo yangu yainzi Nyasha ndikaivhuna, ndichiputsa sungano yandakanga ndaita nendudzi dzose.
Next I took my staff called Favor and cut it in two, revoking the covenant I had made with all the nations.
11 Yakaputswa pazuva iroro, uye makwai airwadziwa akanga akanditarira akaziva kuti raiva shoko raJehovha.
It was revoked on that day, and so the afflicted of the flock who were watching me knew that it was the word of the LORD.
12 Ndakaaudza kuti, “Kana muchiona zvakanaka, ndipei muripo wangu, asi kana zvisina, uchengetei.” Nokudaro vakandipa mubayiro wangu wamakumi matatu esirivha.
Then I told them, “If it seems right to you, give me my wages; but if not, keep them.” So they weighed out my wages, thirty pieces of silver.
13 Jehovha akati kwandiri, “Ikande kumuumbi wehari, muripo wakanaka wavakanditenga nawo!” Saka ndakatora makumi matatu esirivha aya ndikaakanda muimba yaJehovha kumuumbi wehari.
And the LORD said to me, “Throw it to the potter”—this magnificent price at which they valued me. So I took the thirty pieces of silver and threw them to the potter in the house of the LORD.
14 Ipapo ndakavhuna tsvimbo yangu yechipiri inonzi Kubatana ndichiputsa ukama hwakanga huripo pakati peJudha neIsraeri.
Then I cut in two my second staff called Union, breaking the brotherhood between Judah and Israel.
15 Ipapo Jehovha akati kwandiri, “Torazve nhumbi dzomufudzi benzi.
And the LORD said to me: “Take up once more the equipment of a foolish shepherd.
16 Nokuti ndichamutsa mufudzi panyika asingazovi nehanya neakarasika, kana kutsvaka makwayana, kana kurapa akakuvadzwa, kana kufudza akasimba, asi achadya nyama yamakwai akakora uye achabvambura mahwanda awo.
For behold, I will raise up a shepherd in the land who will neither care for the lost, nor seek the young, nor heal the broken, nor sustain the healthy, but he will devour the flesh of the choice sheep and tear off their hooves.
17 “Ane nhamo mufudzi asina maturo anosiya makwai! Munondo ngaubaye ruoko rwake uye neziso rake rokurudyi! Ruoko rwake ngaruome zvachose, ziso rake rokurudyi ripofumadzwe zvachose!”
Woe to the worthless shepherd, who deserts the flock! May a sword strike his arm and his right eye! May his arm be completely withered and his right eye utterly blinded!”
