Sakaria 11
1 Buebue wʼapono, Ao Lebanon, na ogya mmɛhye wo ntweneduro!
Open your doors, O Lebanon, that the fire may consume your cedars!
2 Twa adwo wo pepeaa, na ntweneduro ahwe ase; wɔasɛe nnua a ɛwɔ animuonyam no! Twa adwo Basan adum; wɔabubu kwaeɛbirentuo no mu nnua no!
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 Tie nnwanhwɛfoɔ agyaadwoɔ; wɔasɛe wɔn adidibea frɔmfrɔm no! Tie agyata no mmobom; Yordan ho nkyɛkyerɛ fɛfɛ no asɛe!
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 Yei ne deɛ Awurade me Onyankopɔn seɛ: “Fa nnwankuo a wɔrebɛku wɔn no kɔ adidibea.
This is what the LORD my God says: “Pasture the flock marked for slaughter,
5 Atɔfoɔ no kunkumm nnwan no na wɔntwe wɔn aso. Wɔn a wɔtɔn nnwan no ka sɛ, ‘Monkamfo Awurade, mayɛ ɔdefoɔ!’ Na nnwan no ahwɛfoɔ no mpo nnya ahummɔborɔ mma wɔn.
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 Merenhunu asase no so nnipa mmɔbɔ bio,” sɛdeɛ Awurade seɛ nie. “Mede obiara bɛhyɛ ne yɔnko ne ɔhene nsa. Wɔbɛhyɛ asase no so, na merennye obiara mfiri wɔn nsa mu.”
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 Enti mede nnwankuo a wɔrekɔkum wɔn no kɔɔ adidibea, ne titire ne wɔn a wɔayɛ mmɔbɔ no. Afei, mefaa poma mmienu, na mefrɛɛ baako Adɔeɛ ɛnna baako nso Nkabom na mede wɔn kɔɔ adidie.
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 Ɔbosome baako mu, mepamoo nnwanhwɛfoɔ mmiɛnsa no. Nnwankuo no ampɛ me, na wɔmaa me brɛeɛ
And in one month I dismissed three shepherds. My soul grew impatient with the flock, and their souls also detested me.
9 na mekaa sɛ, “Merenyɛ mo hwɛfoɔ bio. Wɔn a wɔrewu nwu, na wɔn a wɔreyera nso nyera. Na ma wɔn a aka no nso nkyekye wɔn ho wɔn ho nwe.”
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 Afei, mefaa me poma a mefrɛ no Adɔeɛ no bubuu mu de sɛee apam a me ne aman no nyinaa ayɛ no.
Next I took my staff called Favor and cut it in two, revoking the covenant I had made with all the nations.
11 Wɔsɛee no ɛda no ara, na wɔn a wɔrehunu amane wɔ nnwankuo no mu a na wɔrehwɛ me no hunuu sɛ, ɛyɛ Awurade asɛm.
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 Na meka kyerɛɛ wɔn sɛ, “Sɛ ɛbɛyɛ yie a, montua me ka, na sɛ ɛnte saa nso a, momma ɛntena hɔ.” Enti, wɔtuaa dwetɛ mpɔ aduasa maa me.
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 Na Awurade ka kyerɛɛ me sɛ, “To ma ɔnwomfoɔ no,” ɛboɔ a ɛsɔ ani a wɔatwa ama me no. Enti, mefaa dwetɛ mpɔ aduasa no, na meto maa ɔnwomfoɔ a ɔwɔ Awurade fie mu no.
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 Afei, mebuu me poma a ɛtɔ so mmienu a wɔfrɛ no Nkabom no mu, de sɛee onuayɛ a ɛda Yuda ne Israel ntam no.
Then I cut in two my second staff called Union, breaking the brotherhood between Judah and Israel.
15 Afei, Awurade ka kyerɛɛ me sɛ, “Fa odwanhwɛfoɔ kwasea no nneɛma no bio.
And the LORD said to me: “Take up once more the equipment of a foolish shepherd.
16 Na merebɛma odwanhwɛfoɔ bi asɔre asase no so a ɔrenhwehwɛ deɛ wayera. Ɔrempɛ nnwammaa akyiri ɛkwan, ɔrensa deɛ wapira yadeɛ, ɔremma deɛ ɔwɔ ahoɔden aduane, na mmom, ɔbɛwe nnwan a wadɔre no nam, na watwitwa wɔn tɔte.
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 “Nnome nka odwanhwɛfoɔ a ne ho nni mfasoɔ, na ɔdwane gya nnwankuo no! Akofena ntwa nʼabasa, ne nʼani nifa. Nʼabasa no nwu koraa, na nʼani nifa no mfira koraa!”
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!”
