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Knjiga proroka Zaharije 11
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Knjiga proroka Zaharije
Capítulo 11
1
Otvori, Livane, vrata svoja,
i oganj neka proždre kedre tvoje.
2
Ridaj, jelo, jer pade kedar,
jer krasnici propadoše;
ridajte, hrastovi vasanski,
jer se poseče šuma ograđena.
3
Stoji jauk pastira,
jer se zatre slava njihova;
stoji rika lavova,
jer se opustoši ponos jordanski.
4
Ovako veli Gospod Bog moj: Pasi ovce klanice,
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koje ubijaju oni koji ih drže, niti ih ko krivi, i koji ih prodaju govore: Blagosloven da je Gospod, obogatih se; i koji ih pasu, nijedan ih ne žali.
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Zato neću više žaliti stanovnika zemaljskih, govori Gospod, nego ću, evo predati jednog drugom u ruke i u ruke caru njihovom, i oni će potrti zemlju, a ja je neću izbaviti iz ruku njihovih.
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I pasoh ovce klanice, nevoljne od stada, i uzevši dva štapa nazvah jedan blagost, a drugi nazvah sveza, i pasoh stado.
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I pogubih tri pastira za mesec dana, jer se duša moja ljućaše na njih, i duša njihova mržaše na me.
9
I rekoh: Neću vas više pasti; koja pogine neka pogine, i koja propadne neka propadne, i koje ostanu neka jedu meso jedna drugoj.
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I uzeh svoj štap, blagost, i slomih ga da ukinem zavet svoj koji učinih sa svim narodima.
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I ukide se onog dana, i nevoljni od stada, koji gledahu na me, poznaše doista da beše reč Gospodnja.
12
I rekoh im: Ako vam je drago, dajte mi moju platu; ako li nije nemojte; i izmeriše mi platu, trideset srebrnika.
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I reče mi Gospod: Baci lončaru tu časnu cenu kojom me proceniše. I uzevši trideset srebrnika bacih ih u dom Gospodnji lončaru.
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Potom slomih drugi štap svoj, svezu, da ukinem bratstvo između Jude i Izrailja.
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I Gospod mi reče: Uzmi jošte opravu bezumnog pastira.
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Jer evo ja ću podignuti pastira u zemlji, koji neće obilaziti one koji ginu, neće tražiti nejake, niti će lečiti ranjene, niti će nositi sustale, nego će jesti meso od pretilih, i papke će im kidati.
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Teško pastiru nikakvom,
koji ostavlja stado!
Mač mu je nad mišicom
i nad desnim okom;
mišica će mu usahnuti
i desno će mu oko potamneti.
Zechariah
Capítulo 11
1
Open thy doors, O Lebanon, that the fire may devour thy cedars.
2
Howl, fir tree; for the cedar is fallen; because the mighty are spoiled: howl, O ye oaks of Bashan; for the forest of the vintage is come down.
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¶ There is a voice of the howling of the shepherds; for their glory is spoiled: a voice of the roaring of young lions; for the pride of Jordan is spoiled.
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Thus saith the LORD my God; Feed the flock of the slaughter;
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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.
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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 neighbour’s hand, and into the hand of his king: and they shall smite the land, and out of their hand I will not deliver them.
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And I will feed the flock of slaughter, even you, O poor of the flock. And I took unto me two staves; the one I called Beauty, and the other I called Bands; and I fed the flock.
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Three shepherds also I cut off in one month; and my soul lothed them, and their soul also abhorred me.
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Then said I, I will not feed you: that that dieth, let it die; and that that is to be cut off, let it be cut off; and let the rest eat every one the flesh of another.
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¶ And I took my staff, even Beauty, and cut it asunder, that I might break my covenant which I had made with all the people.
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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 LORD.
12
And I said unto them, If ye think good, give me my price; and if not, forbear. So they weighed for my price thirty pieces of silver.
13
And the LORD said unto me, Cast it unto the potter: a goodly price that I was prised at of them. And I took the thirty pieces of silver, and cast them to the potter in the house of the LORD.
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Then I cut asunder mine other staff, even Bands, that I might break the brotherhood between Judah and Israel.
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¶ And the LORD said unto me, Take unto thee yet the instruments of a foolish shepherd.
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For, lo, I will raise up a shepherd in the land, which shall not visit those that be cut off, neither shall seek the young one, nor heal that that is broken, nor feed that that standeth still: but he shall eat the flesh of the fat, and tear their claws in pieces.
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Woe to the idol shepherd that leaveth the flock! the sword shall be upon his arm, and upon his right eye: his arm shall be clean dried up, and his right eye shall be utterly darkened.