11:1 Open thy doors, O Lebanon, that the fire may devour thy
11:2 Howl, fir-tree, for the cedar is fallen; because the mighty
are laid waste: howl, O ye oaks of Bashan; for the forest of
the vintage is come down.
11:3 [There is] a voice of the howling of the shepherds; for
their glory is destroyed: a voice of the roaring of young
lions; for the pride of Jordan is laid waste.
11:4 Thus saith the LORD my God; Feed the flock of the
11:5 Whose possessors slay them, and hold themselves not guilty:
and they that sell them say, Blessed [be] the LORD; for I am
rich: and their own shepherds pity them not.
11:6 For I will no more pity the inhabitants of the land, saith
the LORD: but lo, I will deliver the men every one into his
neighbor's hand, and into the hand of his king: and they shall
smite the land, and out of their hand I will not deliver
11:7 And I will feed the flock of slaughter, [even] you, O poor
of the flock. And I took to me two staffs; the one I called
Beauty, and the other I called Bands; and I fed the flock.
11:8 Three shepherds also I cut off in one month; and my soul
lothed them, and their soul also abhorred me.
11:9 Then said I, I will not feed you: that which dieth, let it
die; and that which is to be cut off, let it be cut off; and
let the rest eat, every one the flesh of another.
11:10 And I took my staff, [even] Beauty, and cut it asunder,
that I might break my covenant which I had made with all the
11:11 And it was broken in that day: and so the poor of the
flock that waited upon me knew that it [was] the word of the
11:12 And I said to them, If ye think good, give [me] my price;
and if not, forbear. So they weighed for my price thirty
[pieces] of silver.
11:13 And the LORD said to me, Cast it to the potter: a goodly
price that I was prized at by them. And I took the thirty
[pieces] of silver, and cast them to the potter in the house of
11:14 Then I cut asunder my other staff, [even] Bands, that I
might break the brotherhood between Judah and Israel.
11:15 And the LORD said to me, Take to thee yet the instruments
of a foolish shepherd.
11:16 For lo, I will raise up a shepherd in the land, [who]
shall not visit those that are cut off, neither shall seek the
young one, nor heal that which is broken, nor feed that which
standeth still: but he shall eat the flesh of the fat, and tear
their claws in pieces.
11:17 Woe to the idle shepherd that leaveth the flock! the sword
[shall be] upon his arm, and upon his right eye: his arm shall
be wholly dried up, and his right eye shall be utterly