Книга пророка Захарии 11
1 Разверзи, Ливане, двери твоя, и да пояст огнь кедры твоя:
Let your doors be open, O Lebanon, so that fire may be burning among your cedars.
2 да плачевопльствит питис, зане паде кедр, яко вельможи вельми обеднеша. Восплачевопльствите, дуби Васанитидстии, яко посечеся дубрава насажденная.
Give a cry of grief, O fir-tree, for the fall of the cedar, because the great ones have been made low: give cries of grief, O you oaks of Bashan, for the strong trees of the wood have come down.
3 Глас плачущих пастырей, яко возбедствова величие их: глас рыкающих львов, яко озлоблено бысть шатание Иорданово.
The sound of the crying of the keepers of the flock! for their glory is made waste: the sound of the loud crying of the young lions! for the pride of Jordan is made waste.
4 Сице глаголет Господь Вседержитель: пасите овцы заколения,
This is what the Lord my God has said: Take care of the flock of death;
5 яже стяжавшии закалаху и не раскаявахуся, и продающии я глаголаху: благословен Господь, и обогатихомся: и пастырие их не печахуся ни чимже о них.
Whose owners put them to death and have no sense of sin; and those who get a price for them say, May the Lord be praised for I have much wealth: and the keepers of the flock have no pity for them.
6 Сего ради не пощажду ктому на живущих на земли, глаголет Господь: и се, Аз предам человеки, коегождо в руце искреннему его и в руце царю своему: и изсекут землю, и не имам изяти от руки их.
For I will have no more pity for the people of the land, says the Lord; but I will give up everyone into his neighbour's hand and into the hand of his king: and they will make the land waste, and I will not keep them safe from their hands.
7 И упасу овцы заколения в земли Ханаани: и прииму Себе два жезла, единаго нарекох доброту, а другаго нарекох уже, и упасу овцы.
So I took care of the flock of death, for those who made profit out of the flock; and I took for myself two rods, naming one Beautiful, and the other Bands; and I took care of the flock.
8 И погублю три пастыри в месяц един, и отягчает душа Моя на ня: ибо души их рыкаху на Мя.
And in one month I put an end to the three keepers of the flock; for my soul was tired of them, and their souls were disgusted with me.
9 И рех: не имам пасти вас: умирающее да умрет, и изчезающее да изчезнет, и прочая да пояст кийждо плоть ближняго своего.
And I said, I will not take care of you: If death comes to any, let death be its fate; if any is cut off, let it be cut off; and let the rest take one another's flesh for food.
10 И прииму жезл Мой добрый и отвергу его еже разорити завет Мой, егоже завещах ко всем людем:
And I took my rod Beautiful, cutting it in two, so that the Lord's agreement, which he had made with all the peoples, might be broken.
11 и разорится в день оный, и уразумеют Хананее овцы хранимыя Мне, зане слово Господне есть.
And it was broken on that day: and the sheep-traders, who were watching me, were certain that it was the word of the Lord.
12 И реку к ним: аще добро пред вами есть, дадите мзду Мою, или отрецытеся. И поставиша мзду Мою тридесять сребреник.
And I said to them, If it seems good to you, give me my payment; and if not, do not give it. So they gave me my payment by weight, thirty shekels of silver.
13 И рече Господь ко мне: вложи я в горнило и смотри, аще искушено есть, имже образом искушен бых о них. И приях тридесять сребреник и вложих их в храм Господень в горнило.
And the Lord said to me, Put it into the store-house, the price at which I was valued by them. And I took the thirty shekels of silver and put them into the store-house in the house of the Lord.
14 И отвергох жезл вторый уже, еже разорити завет иже посреде Иуды и посреде Израиля.
Then I took my other rod, the one named Bands, cutting it in two, so that the relation of brothers between Judah and Israel might be broken.
15 И рече Господь ко мне: еще приими себе сосуды пастырски, пастыря неискусна:
And the Lord said to me, Take again the instruments of a foolish keeper of sheep.
16 зане, се, Аз воздвигну пастыря на землю: погибающаго не посетит и расточеннаго не имать взыскати, и сокрушеннаго не имать изцелити и здраваго не имать направити, и мяса избранных пояст и глезны их извиет.
For see, I will put a sheep-keeper over the land, who will have no care for that which is cut off, and will not go in search of the wanderers, or make well what is broken, and he will not give food to that which is ill, but he will take for his food the flesh of the fat, and let their feet be broken.
17 О, пасущии суетная и оставльшии овец! Мечь на мышцу его и на око ему десное: мышца его изсыхающи изсхнет, и око ему десное ослепая ослепнет.
A curse on the foolish keeper who goes away from the flock! the sword will be on his arm and on his right eye: his arm will become quite dry and his eye will be made completely dark.
