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For I will no more pity the inhabitants of the land, saith Jehovah; 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 them. So I fed the flock of slaughter, verily [a]the poor of the flock. And I took unto me two staves; the one I called [b]Beauty, and the other I called [c]Bands; and I fed the flock. And I cut off the three shepherds in one month; for my soul was weary of them, and their soul also loathed me.

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Footnotes

  1. Zechariah 11:7 Or, the most miserable of sheep
  2. Zechariah 11:7 Or, Graciousness
  3. Zechariah 11:7 Or, Binders. Or, Union