Trouble for Israel's Enemies
1 Lebanon, open your gates!
Let the fire come in
to destroy your cedar trees.
2 Cry, you cypress trees!
The glorious cedars have fallen
and are rotting.
Cry, you oak trees of Bashan!
The dense forest
has been chopped down.
3 Listen! Shepherds are crying.
Their glorious pastures
have been ruined.
Listen! Lions are roaring.
The forests of the Jordan Valley
are no more to be found.
Worthless Shepherds
4 The Lord my God said to me:
Tend those sheep doomed for slaughter! 5 The people who buy and butcher them go unpunished, while everyone who sells them says, “Praise the Lord! I'm rich.” Not even their shepherds have pity on them.
6 Tend those sheep because I, the Lord, will no longer have pity on the people of this earth. I'll turn neighbor against neighbor and make them slaves of a king. They will bring disaster on the earth, and I'll do nothing to rescue any of them.
7 So I became a shepherd of those sheep doomed to be slaughtered by the sheep dealers. And I gave names to the two sticks I used for tending the sheep: One of them was named “Mercy” and the other “Unity.” 8 In less than a month, I became impatient with three shepherds who didn't like me, and I got rid of them. 9 Then I said, “I refuse to be your shepherd. Let the sheep that are going to die, go on and die, and those that are going to be destroyed, go on and be destroyed. Then let the others eat one another alive.”
10 On that same day, I broke the stick named “Mercy” to show that the Lord had canceled his agreement with all people. 11 The sheep dealers who saw me knew at once that this was a message from the Lord. 12-13 I told them, “Pay me my wages, if you think you should; otherwise, forget it.” So they handed me my wages, a measly 30 pieces of silver.
Then the Lord said, “Throw the money into the treasury.” So I threw the money into the treasury at the Lord's temple. 14 Then I broke the stick named “Unity” and canceled the ties between Judah and Israel.
15 Next, the Lord said to me, “Act like a shepherd again—this time a worthless shepherd. 16 Once more I am going to let a worthless nobody rule the land—one who won't care for the strays or search for the young or heal the sick or feed the healthy. He will just dine on the fattest sheep, leaving nothing but a few bones.”
17 You worthless shepherd,
deserting the sheep!
I hope a sword
will cripple your arm
and blind your right eye.
Gani un avis
1 Lebanon, atdari savas durvis,
lai uguns rij tavus ciedrus!
2 Kauciet, cipreses,
jo ciedri nu nogāzti,
dižkoki nu pagalam!
Kauciet, Bāšānas ozoli,
jo nogāzts kuplais mežs!
3 Ganus dzird kaucam,
jo viņu lepnums pagalam,
rēc lauvas,
jo Jardānas biezokņi nopostīti!
4 Tā saka Kungs, mans Dievs: “Gani tu kaujamās avis! 5 Pircēji tās nokaus – nekāda grēka tur nebūs, un pārdevējs sacīs: slavēts Kungs, ka es tagad bagāts! – pašu gani jau arī tās netaupa! 6 Tās zemes iemītnieku man vairs nebūs žēl, saka Kungs, es likšu, lai tie ļaudis krīt viens otra rokās un sava ķēniņa rokās, tad tie sagraus visu zemi, bet es tos vairs neglābšu no viņiem pašiem!” 7 Tad es pats ganīju kaujamās avis – tās izkāmējušās! – un ņēmu divas nūjas, vienu nosaucu par Vēlību, bet otru par Vienprātību, tā es ganīju avis. 8 Vienā mēnesī es patriecu trīs ganus, man tie bija apnikuši, un arī es tiem riebos! 9 Tad es teicu: “Es vairs jūs neganīšu – kas sprāgst, lai nosprāgst, kas zūd, lai pazūd, bet, kas paliek, lai aprij viens otra miesas!”
10 Es ņēmu Vēlības nūju un salauzu to, lauzu savu derību, ko biju noslēdzis ar visām tautām! 11 Todien tā tika lauzta, un izkāmējušās avis, kas mani vēroja, zināja, ka tas bijis Kunga vārds! 12 Un es tiem teicu: “Ja jums šķiet, ka vajag, tad dodiet man algu, bet, ja ne, tad nedodiet!” – un tie iesvēra man kā algu trīsdesmit šekeļus sudraba. 13 Un Kungs man teica: met savu atalgojumu dārgumu krātuvē! – tad es ņēmu trīsdesmit šekeļus sudraba un iemetu Kunga nama dārgumu krātuvē. 14 Un tad es salauzu otru nūju – Vienprātību, lai lauztu Jūdas un Israēla brālību!
15 Tad Kungs man teica: “Ņem vēlreiz savus niekkalbja gana rīkus! 16 Jo, redzi, es iecelšu tajā zemē ganu, kam zudusī nerūp, kas noklīdušo nemeklē, sasirgušo neārstē un veselo neēdina, bet treknajai gaļu aprij līdz nagiem!
17 Vai! manam niekkalbim ganam,
kas avis pamet!
Ar zobenu nost viņa labo roku
un labo aci tam ārā!
Kaltin tam nokaltīs labā roka,
aklum akla tam labā acs!”
