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but each of them will say, “I am no prophet; I am a tiller of the soil, for the land has been my possession[a] since my youth.” And if anyone asks them, “What are these wounds on your chest?”[b] the answer will be “The wounds I received in the house of my friends.”

The Shepherd Struck, the Flock Scattered

“Awake, O sword, against my shepherd,
    against the man who is my associate,”
            says the Lord of hosts.
“Strike the shepherd, that the sheep may be scattered;
    I will turn my hand against the little ones.(A)

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Footnotes

  1. 13.5 Cn: Heb for humankind has caused me to possess
  2. 13.6 Heb wounds between your hands