Catholicism

Zechariah, chapter 11

1. Open thy gates, O Libanus, and let fire devour thy cedars.
2. Howl, thou fir tree, for the cedar is fallen, for the mighty are laid waste: howl, ye oaks of Basan, because the fenced forest is cut down.
3. The voice of the howling of the shepherds, because their glory is laid waste: the voice of the roaring of the lions, because the pride of the Jordan is spoiled.
4. Thus saith the Lord my God: Feed the flock of the slaughter,
7. And I will feed the hock of slaughter for this, O ye poor of the dock. And I took unto me two rods, one I called Beauty, and the other I called a Cord, and I fed the flock.
10. And I took my rod that was called Beauty, and I cut it asunder to make void my covenant, which I had made with all people.
12. And I said to them: If it be good in your eyes, bring hither my wages: and if not, be quiet. And they weighed for my wages thirty pieces of silver.
15. And the Lord said to me: Take to thee yet the instruments of a foolish shepherd.
16. For behold I will raise up a shepherd in the land, who shall not visit what is forsaken, nor seek what is scattered, nor heal what is broken, nor nourish that which standeth, and he shall eat the flesh of the fat ones, and break their hoofs.
17. O shepherd, and idol, that forsaketh the flock: the sword upon his arm and upon his right eye: his arm shall quite wither away, and his right eye shall be utterly darkened.

Source Douay-Rheims Bible (Challoner, 1899 ed.), ebible.org · Contents