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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. Then said I, I will not feed you: that which dieth, let it die; and [d]that which is to be cut off, let it be cut off; and let them that are left eat every one the flesh of another.

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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
  4. Zechariah 11:9 Or, that which is lost, let it be lost