⁷ And I will feed the flock of slaughter for this, O ye poor of the flock. And I took unto me two rods, one I called Beauty, and the other I called a Cord, and I fed the flock.

⁸ And I cut off three shepherds in one month, and my soul was straitened in their regard: for their soul also varied in my regard.

⁹ And I said: I will not feed you: that which dieth, let it die: and that which is cut off, let it be cut off: and let the rest devour every one the flesh of his neighbour.