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| 11:1 | Open thy dores, O Lybanus, that the fyre maye consume thy Cedre trees. |
| 11:2 | Howle ye fyrre trees, for the Cedre is fallen, yea, all the proude are wasted awaye. Howle (O ye oke trees of Baasan) for the mightye strong wood is cut doun |
| 11:3 | Men may heare the sheperdes mourne, for their glory is destroyed. Men may heare the lyons whelpes roare, for the pride of Iordan is wasted away. |
| 11:4 | Thus sayeth the Lorde my God: Fede the shepe of the slaughter, |
| 11:5 | which shalbe slaine of those that possesse them: yet they take it for no sinne, but they that sell them, say: The Lorde be thancked, I am rich: yea, their owne sheperdes spare them not. |
| 11:6 | Therfore will I nomore spare those that dwell in the land (sayeth the Lord) but lo, I wil delyuer the people, euerye man into his neighboures hand, and into the hande of his king, that they may smyte the lande, & out of their handes wil not I delyuer them. |
| 11:7 | I my self fedde the slaughter shepe (a pore flocke verely) & toke vnto me two staues: the one I called louinge mekenesse, the other I called wo, & so I kepte the shepe. |
| 11:8 | Thre sheperdes destroyeth I in one moneth, for I might not away wt them, neither had they any delyte in me. |
| 11:9 | Then sayd I: I wil fede you no more, the thing that dieth, let it dye: & that wil perishe, let it perishe, & let the remnaunt eate, euery one the fleshe of his neyghboure. |
| 11:10 | I toke also my louing meke staf, & brake it, that I might disanul the couenaunt, which I made with al people. |
| 11:11 | And so it was broken in that daye. Then the poore simple shepe that had a respecte vnto me, knewe therby, that it was the word of the lord. |
| 11:12 | And I sayde vnto them: yf ye thincke it good, bring hither my pryce: yf no, then leaue. So they wayed doune .xxx. syluer pens, the value that I was prysed at. |
| 11:13 | And the Lorde sayd vnto me: cast it vnto the potter (a goodly pryce for me to be valued at of them) & I toke the .xxx. siluer pens, & cast them to the potter in the house of the Lorde. |
| 11:14 | Then brake I my other staf also (namely wo) that I mighte lowse the brotherhead betwixte Iuda and Israel. |
| 11:15 | And the Lord said vnto me: Take to the also the staf of a foolish sheperd: |
| 11:16 | for lo, I wil rayse vp a sheperde in the lande, which shall not seke after the thinges that be lost, nor care for such as go astray: he shall not heale the wounded, he shall not norishe the thing that is whole: but he shall eate the fleshe of suche as be fat, and teare their clawes in peces. |
| 11:17 | O Idols sheperd, that leaueth the flocke. The swerde shall come vpon his arme & vpon his right eye. His arme shalbe cleane dryed vp, and hys ryght eye shalbe sore blinded. |
| 11:1 | Open thy dores, O Libanus, that the fyre maye consume thy Cedre trees. |
| 11:2 | Howle ye Fyrre trees for the Cedre is fallen, yee, all the proude are wasted awaye. Howle (O ye oke trees of Baasan) for the myghtye stronge wood is cut downe. |
| 11:3 | Men may heare the shepherdes mourne, for their glorye is destroyed. Men may heare the lyons whelpes roare, for the pryde of Iordane is wasted awaye. |
| 11:4 | Thus sayeth the Lorde my God: Fede the shepe of the slaughter, |
| 11:5 | whiche shalbe slayne of those that possesse them: yet they take it for no sinne, but they that sell them, saye: The Lord be thancked, I am rich: yee, their awne shepherdes spare them not. |
| 11:6 | Therfore wyll I nomore spare those that dwell in the lande, (sayeth the Lorde) but lo, I wil deliuer the people, euery man into his neyghbours hande and into the hande of his kynge: that they maye smyte the lande, and out of their handes I wyll not delyuer them. |
| 11:7 | I my selfe fedde the slaughter shepe (a poore flocke verely) and toke vnto me two staues: the one is called louyng mekenesse, the other is called destroyer, and so kepte the shepe. |
| 11:8 | Thre shepherdes I putt out of offyce in one moneth, for I myght not awaye wyth them, nether had they eny delyte in me. |
| 11:9 | Then sayde I: I wyll fede you nomore the thynge that dyeth, let it dye: and that wyll perysh, let it perish, and let the remnaunt eate, euery one the fleshe of his neyghboure. |
| 11:10 | I toke also my louynge meke staff, and brake it, that I myght disanull the couenaunt, which I made wyth all people. |
| 11:11 | And so it was broken in that daye. Then the poore symple shepe that had a respect vnto me, knewe therby, that it was the worde of the Lorde. |
| 11:12 | And I sayde vnto them: yf ye thinck it good, bring hyther my pryce: yf no, then leaue. So they wayed downe .xxx. syluer pens, the value that I was prysed at. |
| 11:13 | And the Lorde said vnto me: cast it vnto the potter (a goodly pryce for me to be valued at of them) and I toke the .xxx. syluer pens, and cast them to the potter in the house of the Lorde. |
| 11:14 | Then brake I my other staf also (namely destroyer) that I might lowse the brotherhead betwixt Iuda and Israel. |
| 11:15 | And the Lorde sayde vnto me. Take the also the staff of a foolysh shepherde: |
| 11:16 | for lo, I wyl rayse vp a shepherde in the lande, which shal not seke after the thinges that be lost, ner care for such as go astraye: he shal not heale the wounded, he shall not norysh the thinge that is whole: but he shal eate the flesh of soch as be fat, and teare theyr clawes in peces. |
| 11:17 | O Idols shepherde, that leaueth the flocke. The swerde shall come vpon hys arme and vpon hys ryght eye. Hys arme shalbe cleane dryed vp, and hys ryght eye shalbe sore blynded. |
| 11:1 | Open thy doores, O Lebanon, and the fire shall deuoure thy cedars. |
| 11:2 | Houle, firre trees: for the cedar is fallen, because all the mightie are destroyed: houle ye, O okes of Bashan, for ye defesed forest is cut downe. |
| 11:3 | There is the voyce of the houling of the shepherdes: for their glorie is destroyed: the voyce of ye roaring of lyons whelpes: for the pride of Iorden is destroyed. |
| 11:4 | Thus sayeth the Lord my God, Feede the sheepe of the slaughter. |
| 11:5 | They that possesse them, slay them and sinne not: and they that sell them, say, Blessed be the Lord: for I am riche, and their owne shepherds spare them not. |
| 11:6 | Surely I wil no more spare those that dwell in the land, sayth the Lord: but loe, I will deliuer the men euery one into his neighbours hand, and into the hand of his King: and they shall smite the land, and out of their hands I wil not deliuer them. |
| 11:7 | For I fed the sheepe of slaughter, euen the poore of the flocke, and I tooke vnto me two staues: the one I called Beautie, and the other I called Bandes, and I fed the sheepe. |
| 11:8 | Three shepherdes also I cut off in one moneth, and my soule lothed them, and their soule abhorred me. |
| 11:9 | Then said I, I will not feede you: that that dyeth, let it dye: and that that perisheth, let it perish: and let the remnant eate, euery one the flesh of his neighbour. |
| 11:10 | And I tooke my staffe, euen Beautie, and brake it, that I might disanull my couenant, which I had made with all people. |
| 11:11 | And it was broken in that day: and so the poore of the sheepe that waited vpon me, knew that it was the worde of the Lord. |
| 11:12 | And I said vnto them, If ye thinke it good, giue me my wages: and if no, leaue off: so they weighed for my wages thirtie pieces of siluer. |
| 11:13 | And the Lord said vnto me, Cast it vnto the potter: a goodly price, that I was valued at of them. And I tooke the thirtie pieces of siluer, and cast them to the potter in the house of the Lord. |
| 11:14 | Then brake I mine other staffe, euen the Bandes, that I might dissolue the brotherhood betweene Iudah and Israel. |
| 11:15 | And the Lord said vnto me, Take to thee yet the instruments of a foolish shepheard. |
| 11:16 | For loe, I will rayse vp a shepheard in the land, which shall not looke for the thing, that is lost, nor seeke the tender lambes, nor heale that that is hurt, nor feede that that standeth vp: but he shall eate the flesh of the fat, and teare their clawes in pieces. |
| 11:17 | O idole shepheard that leaueth the flocke: the sword shalbe vpon his arme, and vpon his right eye. His arme shall be cleane dryed vp, and his right eye shall be vtterly darkened. |
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