Zacarías 11

1 Abre tus puertas, Líbano, para que el fuego devore tus cedros.

Let your doors be open, O Lebanon, so that fire may be burning among your cedars.

2 Lamenta, ciprés, porque el cedro ha caído, porque las majestuosas son destruidas. Aullad, robles de Basán, porque el bosque fuerte ha bajado.

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 ¡La voz del lamento de los pastores! Porque su gloria está destruida: ¡una voz de rugido de leones jóvenes! Porque el orgullo del Jordán está arruinado.

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 El Señor, mi Dios, dice: “Apacienta el rebaño de la matanza.

This is what the Lord my God has said: Take care of the flock of death;

5 Sus compradores los sacrifican y quedan impunes. Los que los venden dicen: ‘Bendito sea Yahvé, porque soy rico’; y sus propios pastores no se apiadan de ellos.

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 Porque ya no me apiadaré de los habitantes de la tierra — dice Yahvé —, sino que entregaré a cada uno de los hombres en manos de su vecino y en manos de su rey. Golpearán la tierra, y de su mano no los libraré”.

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 Así que alimenté al rebaño que iba a ser sacrificado, especialmente a los oprimidos del rebaño. Tomé para mí dos bastones. Al uno lo llamé “Favor” y al otro lo llamé “Unión”, y alimenté al rebaño.

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 En un mes eliminé a los tres pastores, porque mi alma estaba cansada de ellos, y su alma también me aborrecía.

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 Entonces dije: “No los alimentaré. Lo que muera, que muera; y lo que deba ser cortado, que sea cortado; y que los que queden se coman la carne unos a otros”.

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 Tomé mi bastón de mando y lo corté, para romper mi pacto que había hecho con todos los pueblos.

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 Aquel día se rompió, y así los pobres del rebaño que me escuchaban supieron que era palabra de Yahvé.

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 Les dije: “Si les parece mejor, denme mi salario; y si no, guárdenlo”. Así que pesaron por mi salario treinta piezas de plata.

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 El Señor me dijo: “Tíralo al alfarero: el buen precio en que me valoraron”. Tomé las treinta piezas de plata y las arrojé al alfarero en la casa de Yahvé.

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 Luego corté mi otro bastón, Unión, para romper la hermandad entre Judá e Israel.

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 El Señor me dijo: “Vuelve a tomar para ti el equipo de un pastor insensato.

And the Lord said to me, Take again the instruments of a foolish keeper of sheep.

16 Porque he aquí que yo suscitaré en la tierra un pastor que no visitará a los desheredados, ni buscará a los dispersos, ni curará a los rotos, ni alimentará a los sanos; sino que comerá la carne de las ovejas gordas, y les desgarrará las pezuñas.

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 ¡Ay del pastor inútil que abandona el rebaño! La espada golpeará su brazo y su ojo derecho. Su brazo se marchitará por completo, y su ojo derecho quedará totalmente ciego”.

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.